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Showing posts with label i suck at being a friend. Show all posts

01 October 2013

She said no.

My aunt told me a long time ago, when I was very young, "You don't need friends.  Friends are good for nothing."  I only assume she had friends that may have hurt her.  So to safe guard me from pain she would just teach me to avoid it all together.  Well, as a typical child would do, I ignored her teachings.  With good reason, I mean I do have a handful of friends I care for.  And I guess they may care for me too, but it's all subjective I suppose.

Recently an old friend of mine just moved back from being out of the country.  I thought it would be a fun idea to meet up and talk about travels from afar, catch up on life.  I had planned my afternoon around meeting up with her.  I talked to the hubs that I would be coming home late because I wanted to meet up with my friend to grab a bite to eat.  I didn't feel like having her come to my house where Andy would be a constant interruption, hell she hasn't even heard the insta-mom news yet.  And then I get the message that I have gotten before, "My girlfriend said no."  This has happened before, with more than just one person.  I just bid my friend a good day and said it's cool; even though I feel a twinge of pain in my chest, my eyes burn and my face feels unusually warm.

07 December 2012

Why no more Facebook?

"Bless me father, for I have sinned.  It has been about I don't know how long since my last Facebook session.  These are my sins..."


What the frak is she going on about now?
Well I did it, AGAIN, I got rid of Facebook.  But instead of caving and enabling it again, I actually am allowing the 2 week expiration to run out on it.  So it will be gone FOREVER!  I can't recall when I axed it so the 2 week time may have already lapsed.

  "Lord Flying Spaghetti Monster, Son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner. R'amen."

14 September 2012

Liar


I'm a liar.  I admit it.  I know how to play the game.  I got called out on it.  I didn't like hearing it and I didn't like admitting to myself that I am a liar.  No one likes to be called out on their bullshit.  Being called out forces you to be introspective.  It makes you see the ugly inside yourself.  I looked in and hated myself.  But also loved myself for having the talent to fib.  And then I became conflicted and angry.  So I shouted mean and angry words because of my displaced anger.

23 April 2010

I am a bad friend.

In the above picture you will notice that I am busy typing on my phone. So busy I don't even notice my good friend across from me stealing my soul. :( I am a shitty friend and will have to work on learning to disconnect when I am in the company of friends and family. It's rude and I don't know it but I think maybe even hurtful to my friends. Come to think of it, I don't like it when people do it to me.

Sometimes I don’t even know that Adrian is being super stealthy and taking pictures of me. I think it’s cause I am always distracted by something, man he must think I am a shitty friend.

And yes, I watch all things with subtitles ON.

15 June 2008

Sick and tired!



I am getting sick and tired of being told to watch what I do, say or write because I may offend someone.  Well, I don't care.  If you have a fear that I might offend you, your family or friends.... leave me the hell alone.  I don't have a yeild sign in my head, much less a stop sign.  I strongly suggest that you avoid me like the plauge if you are worried for your sake or others you may care about.  Argh!  Fuck! Seriously, I don't have the time, will power or care in the world to watch what I say, do or write.

I hate people.  Even people that are close to me get worried about my "behavior". I am not a damn, nose picking, potty mouthed, two year old.  I do NOT need to be disciplined or shushed.  If you can't handle the way that I am as an adult then it's your problem not mine.  Go make babies you can boss around if that's what you want to do.  I am sure there is nothing I can say or do that people have not already been exposed to or won't eventually be exposed to anyways.  So what's the big deal?

Yes I will offend your mothers.  Yes I will scare the children.  Yes people will consider me ill mannered.  I will make people cringe or shake their head in distaste.  You will hear things you do not want to hear or care to.  I will write whatever I feel like writing because I can.  (Come break my fingers, I dare you!)  I will do what I want to do because I don't need a mom or dad looming over me to make sure "I am okay."  Fuck, I am okay.  I go to work, pay my bills and other lame stuff that I am obligated to do to keep food in mah belly and shelter over my head.  So everyone can just fuck off, the next time any one feels the urge to even remotely consider telling me to watch what I do; things will probably not be pretty.

"If the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter." - George Washington

I don't quite feel like shutting up and being a mindless "yes man".  I don't feel like putting a cork on my thoughts or voice or behavior.  This is my personality, if you do not like it, avoid/ignore me.  I will be more than happy to do the same.  Now back to our regularly scheduled program of distasteful craps.