Censoring sucks

Getting older makes me realize things.

Like for instance, the phrase "Don't burn your bridges because you'll never know how many times you're going to cross them," isn't just for farts and giggles. It's a golden fact of life.

Since realizing this I've been censoring myself more. There are some people who are just meant to be there for the long run, and I can't go around pissing them off or hurting their feelings just because I don't like them.

Today my friend Sayra asked my friends and I in a joking manner, "What can I do to make myself less cute?" because we had been teasing her about how EVERTHING (literally) she does is cute and childlike.

Quick to respond I almost spouted off something extremely rude, but I stopped myself.

I hated to, but it had to be done.

There is a girl in my class who not a lot of people "like". She's smart, outgoing, but she exudes the "so nice I have to hate" kind of quality that gets under people's skin. I almost said something so rude about her that I swear if I said it out loud it would have to be listed in the Most Tacky Things of 2010.

But, then again I didn't say it. And I won't. It's not worth it, nor will it ever be. Maybe by censoring 15% of the horrible things I say will make me into a good person? Maybe not. But I don't plan on burning any bridges today, and I'm pretty sure I just gained +10 life experience points.