[20 Apr 2007 Friday]
Concerns
First off, just a few thoughts I wanted to get out of my head.
Someone has been spreading rumors about me, saying that I've been (haha) spreading rumors. While the irony of this is not lost on me (and indeed, Irony and I had a few good laughs about it once I was able to really sit back and look at the situation), there are a few things that bug me about it. I suppose we should start by looking at the rumor I was supposedly spreading--that my friends, Krista and Becca, were not happy in the Fool's guild, and were thinking of becoming Criers. I've gone back over my blogs, and found the statement that might be misconstrued as that--however, making it seem like I was saying that is a bit difficult, as all I said was "Oh yeah, and my foolie friends, Krista and Becca, visited a lot, too" at the end of a paragraph that started with "It seems like everyone wants to be a Crier"--a clearly joking statement if you read the accounts of the other actors who visited with the Criers backstage (all members of hugely successful stage shows in the faire circuit. I mean, really. Do you honestly think that two-thirds of Sound and Fury and a Poxy Boggard *really* want to leave their paying gigs for peanuts ringing bells at the front of a parade?). Now, for the things that bug me about this.
1) This person went up to my friend, Becca, and told her that I had been "going around", saying that she and Krista were unsatisfied in the Fool's guild, and wanted to become Criers, or leave in general. "Going around" implies that I talk to other people in Guild Ghetto. For future reference, I assume that everyone in Guild Ghetto (with the exception of my guild) wants to kill me, therefore, I exchange no words with anyone back there unless they address me first. Therefore, I could not have been "going around", spreading this rumor, as I never speak unless spoken to. Logical, right?
2) Second, the loosely-tied statements I made to form the rumor of the rumor I was spreading came from a blog which was, as all my blogs are, "friends only". This person was not on my friendslist at the time that I posted that blog (and still isn't). Therefore, in order for them to have gotten the information from that blog, they either did some snooping/hacking, or had someone do it for them. Even worse is the thought that someone read it and messaged this person, saying, "Hey, look what that bitch is saying now!", and completely misconstrued my words. (If that is the case, rest assured, once I determine who that person is, they will be removed from my friendslist--anyone who would twist my words like that is clearly NOT a friend.)
Now, I cleared everything up with Becca, when she found me before a parade and asked me if what she had heard was true. Still, though, if someone is (for whatever perverse reason) reporting what I say to parties that dislike me, or is snooping into my blogs via hacking a mutual friend's account, I'm growing tired of it. I've had enough shit flung in my direction because of things I've said in a private blog, with information specifically meant never to reach someone. I don't mind when my own words are bad enough on their own, but when two innocent statements of mine are twisted and ripped and distorted and glued together to make something I didn't say at all, it angers me. Of course I should expect it--I've clearly earned myself enemies, and if I've learned one thing from TV and Politics, it's that people will fuck around with your words until they have you saying things you've never said, yet still somehow did. It frustrates me to no end.
Anyway, on to more lighthearted matters.... I guess.
I was so busy today, I wasn't able to look for an apartment OR a job in Apple Valley via the VV Daily Press online. I'm kinda glad I was busy--I've been desperately wanting something to do, you have no idea--but I really need a job, and since I ultimately want to move up to Apple Valley for this phase of my life, getting one up there (and preferably BEFORE my mother forces me put down roots down here) is the best thing I can do right now. Still, I had no real chances to look, and I'm going to be busy this weekend. You know, Faire and stuff. I'll look on Monday. I hope I'm well enough.
Did y'all know glass can explode? I didn't. I found out it could today. It was a little scary (but it was also a very little candle-holder, so it had no potential to become a "big scary").
I'm getting involved in a show which has been causing all kinds of drama. I know I'll only be taking a part for two weeks, but a part of me is wary. Maybe it's because I've never had a speaking role onstage. Maybe it's because I've seen all the trouble and anger and drama this show has been causing, and I'm anxious about taking one of the parts, even if it's only for two week(end)s. Maybe I'm just overreacting. I'm young, I'm pretty.... I can be Kendra for two weekends. What's the worst that could happen?
There's so much drama in the world. Sheesh. I hope that someday, I'll be rich enough to live in a nice, isolated little spot away from all of it. I'll farm and stuff. It won't be too horribly hard, especially if I'm rich.
Earlier today, my boyfriend dumped a lot of his stresses on me. Okay, saying he "dumped" his issues on me is a bit unfair. What happened, more accurately, is we were talking, and he had many stressful things on his mind, and he talked about them at length while I sat on the other end, listening, wishing I could do something to make things better in his world. I just feel so cheap when all I have to say when he's done venting is "I really wish there was something I could do to help," or, "I wish I was there for you." That, my friends, is why long-distance relationships suck. When the one you love needs you most, oftentimes, you can't be there, even if all you can do for them is hold them and give them your moral support. Still, I'll see him this weekend. I'll give him my love and support then.
Hmmm.... not much else to say at the moment. It's almost midnight, and I'm gonna be setting my alarms for frikkin' 6 AM. (Gotta be consious enough to drive, y'know.) Take care.
~Chii-chan
Concerns
First off, just a few thoughts I wanted to get out of my head.
Someone has been spreading rumors about me, saying that I've been (haha) spreading rumors. While the irony of this is not lost on me (and indeed, Irony and I had a few good laughs about it once I was able to really sit back and look at the situation), there are a few things that bug me about it. I suppose we should start by looking at the rumor I was supposedly spreading--that my friends, Krista and Becca, were not happy in the Fool's guild, and were thinking of becoming Criers. I've gone back over my blogs, and found the statement that might be misconstrued as that--however, making it seem like I was saying that is a bit difficult, as all I said was "Oh yeah, and my foolie friends, Krista and Becca, visited a lot, too" at the end of a paragraph that started with "It seems like everyone wants to be a Crier"--a clearly joking statement if you read the accounts of the other actors who visited with the Criers backstage (all members of hugely successful stage shows in the faire circuit. I mean, really. Do you honestly think that two-thirds of Sound and Fury and a Poxy Boggard *really* want to leave their paying gigs for peanuts ringing bells at the front of a parade?). Now, for the things that bug me about this.
1) This person went up to my friend, Becca, and told her that I had been "going around", saying that she and Krista were unsatisfied in the Fool's guild, and wanted to become Criers, or leave in general. "Going around" implies that I talk to other people in Guild Ghetto. For future reference, I assume that everyone in Guild Ghetto (with the exception of my guild) wants to kill me, therefore, I exchange no words with anyone back there unless they address me first. Therefore, I could not have been "going around", spreading this rumor, as I never speak unless spoken to. Logical, right?
2) Second, the loosely-tied statements I made to form the rumor of the rumor I was spreading came from a blog which was, as all my blogs are, "friends only". This person was not on my friendslist at the time that I posted that blog (and still isn't). Therefore, in order for them to have gotten the information from that blog, they either did some snooping/hacking, or had someone do it for them. Even worse is the thought that someone read it and messaged this person, saying, "Hey, look what that bitch is saying now!", and completely misconstrued my words. (If that is the case, rest assured, once I determine who that person is, they will be removed from my friendslist--anyone who would twist my words like that is clearly NOT a friend.)
Now, I cleared everything up with Becca, when she found me before a parade and asked me if what she had heard was true. Still, though, if someone is (for whatever perverse reason) reporting what I say to parties that dislike me, or is snooping into my blogs via hacking a mutual friend's account, I'm growing tired of it. I've had enough shit flung in my direction because of things I've said in a private blog, with information specifically meant never to reach someone. I don't mind when my own words are bad enough on their own, but when two innocent statements of mine are twisted and ripped and distorted and glued together to make something I didn't say at all, it angers me. Of course I should expect it--I've clearly earned myself enemies, and if I've learned one thing from TV and Politics, it's that people will fuck around with your words until they have you saying things you've never said, yet still somehow did. It frustrates me to no end.
Anyway, on to more lighthearted matters.... I guess.
I was so busy today, I wasn't able to look for an apartment OR a job in Apple Valley via the VV Daily Press online. I'm kinda glad I was busy--I've been desperately wanting something to do, you have no idea--but I really need a job, and since I ultimately want to move up to Apple Valley for this phase of my life, getting one up there (and preferably BEFORE my mother forces me put down roots down here) is the best thing I can do right now. Still, I had no real chances to look, and I'm going to be busy this weekend. You know, Faire and stuff. I'll look on Monday. I hope I'm well enough.
Did y'all know glass can explode? I didn't. I found out it could today. It was a little scary (but it was also a very little candle-holder, so it had no potential to become a "big scary").
I'm getting involved in a show which has been causing all kinds of drama. I know I'll only be taking a part for two weeks, but a part of me is wary. Maybe it's because I've never had a speaking role onstage. Maybe it's because I've seen all the trouble and anger and drama this show has been causing, and I'm anxious about taking one of the parts, even if it's only for two week(end)s. Maybe I'm just overreacting. I'm young, I'm pretty.... I can be Kendra for two weekends. What's the worst that could happen?
There's so much drama in the world. Sheesh. I hope that someday, I'll be rich enough to live in a nice, isolated little spot away from all of it. I'll farm and stuff. It won't be too horribly hard, especially if I'm rich.
Earlier today, my boyfriend dumped a lot of his stresses on me. Okay, saying he "dumped" his issues on me is a bit unfair. What happened, more accurately, is we were talking, and he had many stressful things on his mind, and he talked about them at length while I sat on the other end, listening, wishing I could do something to make things better in his world. I just feel so cheap when all I have to say when he's done venting is "I really wish there was something I could do to help," or, "I wish I was there for you." That, my friends, is why long-distance relationships suck. When the one you love needs you most, oftentimes, you can't be there, even if all you can do for them is hold them and give them your moral support. Still, I'll see him this weekend. I'll give him my love and support then.
Hmmm.... not much else to say at the moment. It's almost midnight, and I'm gonna be setting my alarms for frikkin' 6 AM. (Gotta be consious enough to drive, y'know.) Take care.
~Chii-chan
