Am I socially naive? I thought that age comes with tact but perhaps I misconstrue basic manners as generosity. After a year of living with boys I have forgotten how to analyze the connotative meanings in catty conversations. Boys always speak denotatively, and it becomes easy to forget. Better than easy even, I relish the simplicity of my daily repartees.
I feel like I am M.I.A to the exclusive club of undertones and implications. Is it wrong that I don't see any appeal to this secret society?
I will pledge my oath of allegiance to myself.
1) I will try to be as blunt and honest as I can.
2) I will try to laugh off malicious and petty betrayals.
3) I will try not to use uncalled for sarcastic undertones.
4) I will try to be a better friend.