someone shit on the coats! "rants and raves of the rich and infamous"*I woke up this morning with one of the worst sore
throats an individual without tonsils can imagine...
I was on the phone the night before for almost 2 hours
trying to deal with problems that lie 150 miles away and
technically don't really involve me or my hubby... go
figure... I need to learn when to keep my mouth shut...
I'm being asked to recall events that really had no effect
on my life... I went through like 3 boyfriends in the
period and was a little pre-occupied with all my own
drama... I'm never good at phrasing things so I apologize
for any inconveniences... there comes a time when I need
to speak my mind and I feel I have reached my
verdict...*
I've decided to turn myself in as a bathroom sign thief...
if you can get fired for having the salad bar napkins
unintentionally then I should be put into jail for life for
all the signs I have... weis becomes more and more of a
shithole each day. god bless an education to get me out
of there! I've also come to the conclusion it is better to
leave the past unsettled than try to fix things... when
you extend your arm out to someone you think they would
at least reach back... when all I did was give advice to
help the people I loved I never thought it would come
back to bite me in the ass like 2 years later... you spent
almost three years sticking up for someone to just get
the overall shaft... after the person who broke their
heart is absolved... S*h*i*t... I'm not the one who
lied about who was where, with who, doing what...
blame the she-devil herself for that one... i didn't make
up the stories to break up an age old love... that was
Carla... I was the best friend who cared but will always
play second best in the hearts of a few... I'm sorry I'm
blunt, I'm sorry I'm loud, I'm sorry I cared, I'm sorry I was
never good enough to amount to what I should have...
and you know what? it only bothers me a little bit... it
should kill me, but all my stress is internal, my colon says
ouch right now... I'm too stressed... and you know
what? for once my problems can be just as bad as
everyone else's... I hate napkins, I want to drink till i
pass out, I don't want to take my final on Friday, and I
don't want to go home... I think I've reached the end of
the rope... I've hit the ground and for me that takes a
lot... I have a lot of patience and a big mouth to keep me
sane, but I think its time to be quiet. I give UP...
there is a point where the flag needs to be thrown and here it
is. I love my girls, don't get me wrong but for once in my life
I've come to the conclusion "this doesn't have to involve me"...
I gracefully step back and give up... mark this one in the
record books... I'm going to mind my own business, I've come
to the realization I'm too old for this... I'm going to be 22...
not 15... there is a time for involvement and this, well this
just isn't it... I want to help but I just think I don't have the
strength... please forgive me and let me go. It's my turn to
sit this dance out, I don't like this song...
--and as our lives change, from whatever, we will still be,
friends forever...
~"momma would be proud, I'm standing on my own two feet,
taking my first look into the real world... nah I ain't scared,
just remorseful, I never listened as well as I oughta'"~
btw papertowels and the NEW napkins... oh yea and don't
forget the sunscreen...
*if you have ever trusted me before you will understand...
I need this...*
ya kev... you are my life line... (id like to take my
50/50...) |