Here's why the whole Hufflepuff thing makes me mad.

[kellinator]

Everyone said "chill out, we're saying you're really loyal and a really good friend!!"

Heh. Well, being a really good friend sucks. When you're the dependable one, everyone "forgets" to invite you to the fun stuff. Then they get in fights with their fun friends and come bitch to you about it. Then they make up with their fun friends and boom, they're off again while you sit around wondering why no one appreciates your loyalty.

No one doubts that the other houses can be loyal (even Slytherin is loyal to their own), but they have other skills too. I get the feeling that Hufflepuff is damning with faint praise -- "oh, Hufflepuffers are really nice. And they're loyal." Because they have nothing better to do -- they don't have the brains or panache.

I don't want to be known for being loyal when I could be cool in my own right instead, like Gryffindor and Ravenclaw and yes, even Slytherin. I'm tired of being "the good friend."

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[musicwolf.livejournal.com]

Hey, being the loyal and straight man isn't that bad. I was in high school, I was accepted by every group, while not really a part of any...except band. But, I got to do a lot of cool things because they figured out if I was with them...the administrators would leave them alone, because I wouldn't do anything wrong...so when do I get my oscar. Anyway, being the best friend does suck...for me I was every girl's best male friend, you know the one that they would tell who they liked and wanted to know if they liked them back. The kiss of death because I was a "brother" and off limits for relationships. But, I wouldn't have changed it for anything...even a cute redhead flute player, sigh, but I digress. I was a friend that helped a lot of people through a lot of shit, being beaten by parents, attempted suicide, and other shit like that. While I have very few friends, if someone earns that level with me, I will do my best not to let them down and be someone to count on. I may not have been the first one called for a party, but if something serious was going on, I was there. One bad thing, I grew up too fast, another I like helping people.

Speaking of which, ask cute library boy out