A few words.

I would like to take a few moments to share a few words about things that have been on my mind as of late.
First, I have come to believe that drama for the sake of drama is a waste of valuable time and energy unless it is put onstage.  I've been reading and experiencing a lot of drama lately that seems to exsist for no other reason than to simply stir the pot.  Teenagers do this because they honestly feel they have nothing better to do.  Adults do this to feel some semblence of control and belonging.  Neither actually happen and both are a waste of time and energy.  Why bother?
Seriously, going out to pick a fight or even being passive aggressive in the hopes a fight will break out and you can jump in.... it's just stupid.  That being said, having a disagreement is bound to happen.  Passions and beliefs flare and cause lots of things to be said.  But if you can express them and then release them, it's the best step.  Sometimes the other party( or parties) involved will be reluctant or even downright refuse to let it go.  Just say "oh well" and walk away.  That is now their issue and not yours.
Of course, this can all be easier said than done.

Second, why do some people insist on bothering me about being friends with them when I am clearly not interested?  Allow me to ellaborate.
My first love, let's call him R, was my boyfriend in college.  We dated for 2 1/2 years.  We had talked about marriage.  We did things that serious couples do.  Then his mommy told him he could do better and so he dumped me over the phone on Christmas Eve.  I went batshit for the next 6 months.  Seriously, I plead insanity.  We tried to be friends.  I got jealous and cranky.  We tried being friends with benefits.  I was fine for a while, then got jealous and cranky when he decided it was OK to boink a new girlfriend and an old one at the same time.  Then we tried being just friends and I did the whole "la la la, we're just casual friends and i can act like you mean nothing to me, out of sight out of mind" thing.  Then, in the middle of that phase, I realized something.  I didn't like this person.  If we hadn't have dated, this would not have been someone I'd have made friends with.  I disliked him.  I still dislike him.  He acts holier than thou towards me because he is 9 months older and because he graduated college a whole year ahead of me.  He listens to his mother and not to himself.  I would NEVER have picked him to be a close friend. 
So, why did I feel obligated to attempt friendship with him now?  Why?  The relationship was ended and sour at that.... so friendship is not necessary.  So, I told him I didn't like who I became when I was around him.  I told him I did not want to speak to him or see him ever again.
And yet... the douchebag has repeatedly attempted to friend me on Facebook.... 7 TIMES.  I reject his request everytime.  He even wrote me an email asking why we can't act like adults and talk and catch up.  Because.... I DON'T LIKE YOU.  Not even a little.  And I tend to avoid people I don't care for so as not to cause drama for the sake of drama.
He calls this childish.  Fine.  Call it what you like... I just think it is necessary to stay the hell away from you.

That's what's been on my mind today.