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Reply and I'll tell you something I like about you.
Afterward, copy and paste this into your own journal.
I'd like to offer a twist. For your pleasure, or pain, I'd like to present you, my dear sweet friends, with the choice of something I like about you or constructive criticism. Knowing that I am brutally honest, I leave it to your discretion. Ask away. And please choose a colour scheme: rosey peachy or black and blue.
Reply and I'll tell you something I like about you.
Afterward, copy and paste this into your own journal.
I'd like to offer a twist. For your pleasure, or pain, I'd like to present you, my dear sweet friends, with the choice of something I like about you or constructive criticism. Knowing that I am brutally honest, I leave it to your discretion. Ask away. And please choose a colour scheme: rosey peachy or black and blue.
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Be that as it may, her it goes. I haven’t spent much time with you other than at gaming cons. I notice that you are a very excitable fellow, full of enthusiasm and very playful. Actually, I suspect your enthusiasm might be a bit too much for some people. Especially those that don’t know you well, yet. I know that when I was young, I was very lonely. When I’d find someone that would play with me I’d be so happy that I was often just a bit too loud and a bit too excited. I would also often over stay my welcome because I was so happy to be playing with someone that I didn’t see the signs to make a graceful departure. That often meant that I wasn’t invited to return very often. I think I tried too hard. I wanted so badly to make friends and prove that I was fun to be around that I had just the opposite effect. I realized later that I exuded an air of desperation, in so much as a little kid can do that. It took me a long time to figure that out and correct it. I still laugh a little too loudly and bounce a little too high for some people. That’s okay, though. I’ve learned through years of experience when it is socially acceptable and when not to care. I think the first step is to learn how to move gracefully within social circles. I’m not talking about tea with the Queen, I’m thinking more along the lines of just learning how to casually be with people in a friendly and non-threatening way. I know that I was perceived as a threat. I stood a little too closely, infringed on personal space and was unthoughtful toward others’ needs. It was really brought home to me in a ten-ton weight dropping on my head kind of way last year when my Mom brought me some cassette tapes she had found. They were of me and my friends at one of my birthday parties as a teen. My Mom had hidden it and I didn’t know I was being recorded. I really had forgotten how obnoxious, loud and rude I had been as a child. I wish I could look these people up and apologize to them for how thoughtless I had been throughout our friendship and thank them for somehow finding some redeeming value in me.
You know, this was supposed to be me talking about you and here I am babbling about my formative years. I guess I should say that I don’t really know you well enough to criticize you, but your level of enthusiasm reminded me of myself once upon a time. Maybe you’ve shared a similar experience. Maybe I’m still as ignorant and insensitive as was then and just don’t see it. If so, you should let me know. This dog is not too old to learn a new trick or two, I hope.
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But, since you brought it up, now I wonder if you truly believe that making minor adjustments to one's personality and mannerisms fundamentally change that person. Personaly, I like to think of those tweaks as maturing. How do you feel about that?
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