This journal isn't intended to be a story, so everything I write won't be perfect.Today on the bus, my friend we'll call "E" was so upset. I could swear he was crying! He means a lot to me as a friend, so i tried my best to comfort him even though I didn't know what was wrong. Towards the end of the bus ride, I finally got him to tell me what was wrong. His exact words were,"I keep fu***** up and...

This is just something that is on my mind. This journal won't have perfect grammar or punctuation, just so you know.I wanted to talk about how other people always seem to judge another person or their work. Sure, some things you might not get the first time or it may not be that great of a job, but for someone to tell you it was terrible without at least cushioning what they say is just plain...