I’m not that Jenny anymore

The only problem with leaving my livejournal open to anonymous comments is that I have no idea who’s posting unless they sign stuff or make specific references. *shrug* oh well, I’ve known everyone so far.

Working on a website concept with Jay. We just need to find a webhoster that allows cgi scripting (sympatico doesn’t) and we’re set. The idea’s coming along pretty well too.

You know, it pisses me off when people don’t know the whole story from my point of view, and continually try to push their opinions on me and try to convince me that my decision is wrong. I suppose my stepmother is the best example of this, in regards to my father, but it happens in other places of my life too. If I’ve made a decision, don’t try to convince me to change it – it only makes me angry that you don’t respect me for it. Maybe in your eyes my decision is wrong, but just maybe, in my own, I’m happier with the way I’ve decided I want things to be. There are some people that I just don’t need in my life, and I don’t feel as though I am missing anything by not having contact with them. And there are some people I feel better off keeping a distance from because of past situations that, no matter how long past and forgotten, will affect my view of them forever more.

You had your chance a couple years ago. You lost it, I gave you another… you lost that too… and it kept going until was too tired of the game to even care anymore… and that’s where I am still. It just doesn’t matter to me. I’m not angry, I just don’t care, and I don’t miss anything. I don’t want to be friends. Tried that, it didn’t work.

Call me a cold harsh bitch if you want to, I guess I’m evil for feeling this way, but I won’t deny that it’s how I feel. I’m not a Jenny that you know. I feel no ‘maybe someday….’ I’m indifferent.