Triscuits

I will admit right off that Triscuits have absolutely nothing to do with my post, but I have been staring at an empty box of them for the past five minutes. It seemed like just as good of a title as anything else could have been. I sometimes wish that life was more like Triscuits, layered, but over all basically simple and good. Unfortunately, life is not simple and good, it is messy, confusing and only sometimes good.
There has been a lot of drama going around lately it seems. I have been caught in bits of it, and watched from the sidelines for other parts. I really feel sorry for people stuck in drama. Sure, life would be boring without a bit of it, but when you are in the middle you much rather have there be no drama at all. Luckily, I have friends to rant it all out at. I had a nice talk that lasted hours with a good friend of mine and I got a lot out, and it was nice. Of course though when I got home, more drama had been stirred up. That is how quick drama acts. There can never be a moment without it. It spreads that quickly.
Basically, that little tid-bit about drama is all the detail I really want to get into about it. Writing too much about drama can only lead to more drama, and I am not really fond of that happening. I have already had a blog cause drama, another one causing drama would be down right ridiculous.
One thing sprung into my mind from the talk that was previously mentioned. I have virtually no charisma. This is one of things about myself that bothers me most. I had never been able to phrase the wording quite correctly for what was bothering me (isn't that coincidental?), but charisma really is the right word. It's one of the main differences between me and my brother. We both attract people, and we both normally are able to get people to want to listen to us, but people like my brother more because he has more charisma. I personally am worried that charisma really is one of those things that you are either born with or you never have. I really wish I did have it though. I can work on it the best I can, but it doesn't mean that I can ever be quite there. I find this unfair. Maybe it's completley ridiculous for me to find this so, but to want something so bad and have no way of being able to gain it? How is that fair?
I'm cold. I wish this triscuit box wasn't empty.