Newbs*

New year.

New classes.

New people.

New resolve.

New camera.

Unfortunately, nothing drastically picture-worthy is going on in my life at the moment, so your just going to have to wait for visual evidence of my current activities.

But

I do have story.

So one of the three new FHE brothers we got is a short, 12-year-old-looking boy (whom I mentioned at dinner the other day) I'll call Littles. A few nights ago I was over at their place with everyone watching Dispicable Me. Littles was quoting every line, and it wasn't really bothering me (as you know I do that exact thing quite often with a particular movie) but I told him "feel free to stop quoting the lines any time, Littles." But I was being sarcastic, like I do, and apparently he didn't really understand because yesterday we were hanging out with some our other FHE bros without Littles, and one of them told me, "You know, you should really be nicer to Littles, cuz he thinks you hate him."

WHAT?

And then this particular brother went on to say, "We tried to tell him that that's just the way you are, but you should just be nicer."

To which I replied, "well I'm not going to if he's going to be so sensitive about things."

Everyone thought that was really harsh, but I didn't really care cuz I was really mad. Like, get over it you little baby. Holy cram. Sensitive boys. I HATE sensitive boys. Especially short ones. And I also hate people telling me what to do. So I was double really mad.

Later on that night I was in my room talking to Washington and MIA and they were both telling me about how when they first met me they didn't get my sarcastic sense of humor, but now they think I'm hilarious. I get that a lot. Usually I have to make a conscious effort to try to get people slowly acclimated to my personality before I let it all loose on them. But then I realized I'd forgotten to do that with Littles. Okay, that's a lie. The very first day I met him I made a cognizant (good word, eh?) decision not to start out the relationship nicely like I did with everyone else. I just let my sarcasm flow and hoped that he would understand that I didn't really mean any of it. Which was a bad idea.

Now he thinks I hate him. Little does he know that reacting that way really is going to make me hate him. Jk. Not really. But it's going to make me not like him just a little.

Moral of the story: I'm too lazy to figure it out right now. You do it.