What is the deal?
Current mood: confused
Category: Friends

I add people to my friends, in hopes to get to know them and yet, they never seem to want to talk, that seems to defeat the purpose of having friends on here. I am not on here just to gather tons of friends. I want to know the people other wise I would not add them

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This is me.....take it or leave it
Current mood: confused

I'm sorry
that i bought you roses
to tell you that i like you

I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up,and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy


I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry
If I start not being there, and being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry
I caught your bf with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your bf was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry
That i cared

I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talk about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with buttholes who mistreat them. Well ladies next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

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Ladies, this is why I am single
Current mood: irritated

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in Counter-Strike to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

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The new culture
Current mood: awake

TCK:  A Modern Culture.

"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it solely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one corner of the earth all one's lifetime."      Mark Twain

            A new breed or culture that has come about in the last 25 years is the Trans Culture Kids, otherwise known as third culture kids.  TCK’s are children who are born in one place raised in many others and now live and work in their parent’s home land.  The reason it relates to geography is that part of the study of geography is cultures and people and the TCK would be within this topic.  There really is a totally unique, self-contained culture out there, shared by all expatriates from all over the world, a culture that embraces all races, religions, ideologies and viewpoints along with dress codes, health laws, traditions, languages, histories . . . endless varieties that make one.   I have a strong connection with this group due to the fact I am considerably one of them. I was born in Belgium, lived around the world and now bob between England and America for living and work.  It has had an impact on my life, segregation from my peers, though I wouldn’t change it for the world.

            A person can find information on the web quite easily about the TCK and some articles that have been written in the past. 

http://www.kaiku.com/citizen.html - This source provided a lead to an array of

information about the culture in question.  Including an article by Norma M. McCaig

“Growing Up with a World View” Foreign Service Journal, September 1994, pp. 32-41. 

–        This article told more in-depth what the people of this culture go through and a

brief history of the culture.  On July 12, 2005, I found out that this Site was funded by

Kutri’s Korner.

http://www.tckworld.com/tckdefine.html - Site gave everything you would need to know to get a rough design of my culture, including a general slew of definitions.  I found out this site was started and funded by Samuel L. Britten in 1998 who also Is a TCK.

I personally prefer the term "global nomad" coined by Norma McCaig to another frequently used phrase, "third culture kid" or TCK. Beginning when I was born, I spent sizable portions of my childhood, adolescence and teen years moving every one, three or four years. I didn't stop to question my nomadic life until I was 21, working in Orlando for Disney and feeling very uprooted.

It took misery to prompt me into wondering what it would be like not to move every couple of years. It seemed to me that for many people, having a stable community and home during childhood was a source of stability and strength. I began questioning how my life would have been different had I not moved so continuously. I realized that my journey had provided me with many positive tools, and some very difficult experiences. Here are some pros, and cons of living as a TCK.  First the pros:

Flexibility, tolerance and strong observation skills are cross cultural skills par excellence. And as the world becomes ever more fast-paced global nomads come already equipped with the necessary skills to succeed. As cultures and communities come increasingly into contact, global nomads know how to respect, observe and learn from cultural differences.

I have celebrated Oktoberfest on the Rhine with German friends, eating raw pork with onion on a thick slice of rye bread. I know as much about British history and geography as I do about the United States, and I remember when commemorative coins were issued in Solihull, England to celebrate the marriage of Diana, Princess of Wales, to the heir to the British throne, Prince Charles.

            But with the good there is always the bad.  Here are a couple of the cons, or some may say drawbacks of being a member of my culture. One of the drawbacks is a sense of rootlessness, the belief that you belong simultaneously everywhere and nowhere. When I meet people and they ask me all the time, "Where are you from?" I always determine how much I want to share.  Restlessness is a kindred spirit to rootlessness.  I still feel like if I stay in one place too long I will suffocate.  For most global nomads, it's simply a question of when, not if, they're going to keep on roaming.

            And the last con I am going to mention is the trouble with intimacy. Global nomads know how to be mobile. Traveling for business or fun poses little problem. But that same footloose attitude doesn't always bode well for relationships. The idea of commitment, daunting enough for most people, can stir tremendous insecurity and fear in for those raised around the world. But, on the other hand global nomads know how to keep emotional distance.  We have a sixth sense, an antennae searching for the word “Goodbye”.  With the constant making and losing of friends over their youth global nomads know how to be attached.

            To this day certain memories are a source of joy and wonder to me. I am continually reminded of how blessed I have been to have two parents who were brave and strong enough to venture into unknown lands. They wanted to get to know people in various countries on a deep personal level, rather than isolating themselves comfortably in ex-pat communities. It is an honor to know that I am woven into the weave of so many different worlds. I can truthfully say that looking back from where I am today, I wouldn't have chosen a different childhood.

            It took misery to prompt me into wondering what it would be like not to move every couple of years. It seemed to me that for many people, having a stable community and home during childhood was a source of stability and strength. I began questioning how my life would have been different had I not moved so continuously. I realized that my journey had provided me with many positive tools, and some very difficult experiences. I needed to sort them out, so I made a list and pondered it. The following is a result of my thoughts.

Work Cited

http://www.tckworld.com/tckdefine.html

http://www.kaiku.com/citizen.html

Norma M. McCaig “Growing Up with a World View” Foreign Service Journal, September 1994, pp. 32-41

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