Bloomington, IN....not going there again.

I could, without a doubt, write a brutal post right now about how I've lost faith in humanity. But I refuse because even though I spent the worst weekend of my life stuck in Bloomington, IN I've learned a lot about myself. Definitely, I feel more confident in my character because long story short I drove down from Chicago to stay with a friend who completely disregarded me as a human being the whole time I was there.
Without going into any more details than that I know I still have to pursue my life mission of meeting people half-way. I understand how crazy I am, really and truly, so maybe this helps me to realize others quirks and meet them at a point where we can both appreciate each others weird/backward/odd personalities.
I want to walk away from this weekend and start to approach friendships/relationships/whatever with a better attitude but I know this won't happen for a while and I'm fine with that, for now.


C'est tout pour maintanent. I think I'm still too wrapped up in this past weekend to really understand what happened. I want to write through this though. Be prepared?