What if the apple wants to roll away from the tree?

So I got distracted by what I really wanted to blog because my roommate is fucking IGNORANT! So I come in from work about an hour ago, shower and shit, about to knock out some homework and some reading. So naturally I have my light on, right? This trick (thought I'd be nice and not call her a bitch!), so anyway this trick instead of asking me to maybe turn my light off, or be diplomatic about the situation decides to act childish. Don't you hate when people deeply sigh and huff when they're irritated by something instead of using words. So she's doing that, while tossing and turning, finally she decides to cover herself with her blanket and pillow! Now normally I'm nice about shit like this, its late people wanna sleep so normally I would stumble in the darkness so she wouldn't have to be disturbed by my light. Not after watching seeing "It's Pimpin Pimpin' (ok maybe not a good excuse) I decided to have to be in tune with my motherfucking star player, which is me! So I'm in a "fuck that" mood! And if she wants to be ignorant, I can be ignorant too. Although I do know that two wrongs do not make a right. lol.

Which brings me to what my original topic was: my mother! It has always been my goal to NEVER EVER be like my mother, but unfortunately we are more alike than I would like to believe or reveal. Her characteristics have always been dominate in me although I would never admit. I get my attitude, my facials expressions, my figure from my mom. Every gesture I make can somewhat be derived from my mom.

I've always considered my mom evil, like a total bitch! Yet now that I'm no longer at home, I've recently discovered that this is not the case 100% of the time. I think our relationship is building a stronger foundation now. We chat through AIM, watch videos on YouTube, do stuff that I've always wanted to do with my mom. But I can only wonder why now and not when I was at home?

I have learned many life lessons from her. Many that I didn't think were important before. I used to think that it was best to always try to be nice to others. But my mom taught me niceness will get you run over! That is so true, people tend to take advantage of the kind, generous people. You will not be liked by everyone and you are only being real with yourself when you have enemies! Most people never like to see you prosperous or happy. If everyone loves you 1) they're either fake and talk about you behind your back or 2) you're fake and you adapt to the people around you.

I think most importantly is that don't be so quick to make friends. Everyone isn't friend material. I remember I had a conversation with Steven about what I thought a friend was or should be, and he made mention that maybe my standards were too high. I get my standards of a friend from my mom. Friends are those you are loyal, caring and there for you whenever, where ever. The type that's willing to stay up to 3 am helping you through your problems, the type that will cry with you, laugh with you. The ones that WON'T lie to you just to make you feel better or to keep you from hurting but will tell the truth and offer comfort afterwards.

And so it isn't a big surprise that neither me nor my mom have many friends. I think we can both count our friends on one hand. I love her no nonsense when it comes to friends. If a person can easily violate your trust, drop them cause they're not really a friend. I can't even count the number of times I've told my mom about friend problems and she told me to drop them. Yet I didn't and in the end I was stabbed in the back. It's okay to be associates, to have hanging buddies, but you have to earn the right to be a friend!

So I think maybe it's not so bad that I'm like my mother. She's taught me to be strong and independent, not to let little things interfere with my life. Her favorite sayings: "Why do you like such small things affect your day?" "If I can make you upset, then it mean I'm not upset" Ha ha, I think I get all my indifference from her! I love my mom, even if she can act a little bipolar at times.