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So indeed things don't look so bad later on.. Even the people that say bad things can say nice things.. It was more the moment that I was sensitive to people talking badly about others. I have quite some friends about who people have had prejudice, while they are wonderful persons. Sure, everyone has there downsides and their less positive character traits, but who doesn't? Just being different can be seen as a bad thing, while I think this is the most interesting part.. Maybe this is also being caused by being different myself, at elementry school, at high school, in way in my own family.. Luckily I've always had some people who also embraced this "differentness".. (how did I get into this train of thought?) There is an interesting book about this: Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance. Used to be one of my favourite (kind of philosophical) books, although I haven't re-read it for a long time.. It's about a lot of things, but among other about (or wait, maybe this was in Lila, of the same author: Robert M. Pirsig) how people can be labeled as "crazy" in a way to protect the values of the society because their ideas don't fit in.. Apparently the author himself also had some episodes of schizophrenia.. Marije pointed out an interview with him : http://observer.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,,1951397,00.html
One other interesting thing, as I already am completely off topic :P
On the site of Matchbox 20 you can listen to all of their music.. (I prefer the first album..)
http://matchboxtwenty.com/music/
But on concerning the things of last post.. I'm quite over my little crisis (which Marin shared with me on a different level..) I'm wondering whether I would still think my workplace is so great when you would leave out the few real friends I have here and be left with everyone else? These are the things that scare me. For these people to go, for life to change. Change is good ofcourse, everything is change. But sometimes this scares me. I don't often make friends, I don't fall in love easily, but when I decide to put my heart into someone I want to hang on to them somehow. Sometimes there is the necessity to let go ofcourse, because you don't know how to go forward anymore. Hanging on to nothingness is also not good ofcourse. (one of those completely going off track trains-of-thought again :P)
I have in my MSN nickname the lyrics: "All of the things we want each other to be.. We will never be.. And that's wonderful, and that's life." (and I could now start talking about the meaning of this for half an hour, but I won't :P ;))