My job

My job. The one that I have, is a strange one. A difficult one indeed. I'm not very good at it yet. I realize that I am not good at all of these, but it's what I try to do.

I have to be generally silly and uplifting

I have to be nice to girls

I have to be nice to some boys

Chivalry is something I do

I have to not unload my burdens on anyone else unless I think they can handle it or can deal with it now

I have to listen

I have to offer good advice

I have to work on improving myself

I have to not hate

I have to not judge

These are things that I must do, and must not I suppose. I'm not good at it yet, but it's there for me to work on.