Hi, my name is Elizabeth, and i'm petty.

[hermionesviolin]

So, i'm jealous of the people who interact with my favorite boy more frequently than i do. This is not news. However, i also have a history of being annoyed that people younger than i, whom i don't think all that terribly much of (i don't hate them, i just don't get the appeal), get to hang out with him more. This is not helped by the fact that the stories of their interactions always reflect the immature side of my boy that i would really like to pretend doesn't exist. Anyway, he finally updated his LJ tonight, so i learned that he's fallen out of touch with said people and even had uncomplimentary things to say about one of them. This makes me happy because i am a bad, bad person. Yeah, he hopes to get back in touch with them over the summer. That's fine. It has delighted me that we've been in touch again, and there's a definite possibility that we'll hang out this summer. I hardly need his world to revolve around me, but the fact that they are currently less a part of his life than i am makes me happy because i am petty. Okay, i'm done now.

Comments

[trijinx.livejournal.com]

You're not petty. You're pretty!

[hermionesviolin.livejournal.com]

*grins and blushes* You're adorable. Thanks, dear.

[trijinx.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. It's me being goofy to a certain extent, but you're a lovely person and I figured you wouldn't mind being told.

Quite seriously though, petty is ok, even necessary at times. If you're never petty, it means you're being serious all the time, and where's the fun in that?