bubosquared | Immature? That's me, baby.

So there's this person who asked to be taken off my friends list. I declined. She said I'd have to answer for it [or words to that effect]. Then she craeted a new LJ. Which I found. And friendified, yes.

Immature of me? Probably, yes, but when I get threatened and talked down to, I tend to get pissy, and when I'm pissy, I act petty. And once again, if you have a public journal, you should be prepared for people to read it. I read LJs through my friends page, and I refuse to add yet another link to my collection just because you can't handle knowing that I read your journal.

And yes, actually, I do act like this in real life. You know why? Because I was raised in the conviction that you're allowed to speak your mind, and that if people are rude to you and [willfully?] misinterpret your words, you are not obliged to be considerate of their feelings anymore. As for my net-time, I'm online at work, okay? I spend about an hour in short breaks doing private things, and a couple of hours after work chatting and surfing. In total, It's not really that much.

And I do have friends. I count my net friends as real friends, because they are, and I may not have many of them, but at least I know they're real friends, who like me for who I really am.

Also note, Oh Exalted One, that anyone can see people's friends lists, okay? I didn't have to pose as your friend to get your new addy, I just looked at their profiles.

Immature? That's me, baby.

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