BLAH BLAH BLAH...
Ok, so haven't been on here a while. Pretty much got bogged down with trying to balance work, family stuff, social life, and volunteer sttuff. Which, actually, I never really volunteered, I was just told by my boss it would be a good thing to do since my performance report is coming up, (hint hint). Anyway, I think the last time I actually wrote something worth reading (if anyone cares to, of course) I was venting about an ex of mine.
Well guess what? I believe it's that time AGAIN.
Yea, pissed me off, beyond belief last night and I'm done with it. He got drunk...again...and invited me over to show off his new games for his xbox360 (games I already owned mind you, wasn't that impresseed). Like a good friend, I go because I know that he's really just bored and lonely. Everythings fine, I play with the dog and my cat since it's the only time I can really see her, he gets dunker, everyones happy. Well, a few days before, I was invited to hang out at the bar for my friends 21st. I just told her to give me a call when she had things figured out for thursday night. So while I'm hanging out with him I get the call. I tell him I have to go, birthday celebration, previous plans and all that jazz, so take off, leaving him with a sad and upset look.
I get back to my room and soon get a text from him saying 'fuck you and all your friends you fucking traitor'. His words exactly. Obviously, the nicest thing to say to someone you called your best friend less than an hour ago. I get pissed, call him up and let him have it. He continues to bitch about how he has no friends and how no one came by for his birthday. He didn't even get a cake! Oh how cruel life is when you don't get a cake on your 23rd birthday I told him he doesn't have very many friends because he doesn't take tthe initiative to get off his ass and go meet people. Instead he chooses to stay at home drink and play games till he passes out.
Long story short, he took out all of his anger and frustration out on me when I've been nothing less than a good friend to this asshole. Not to mention he called his neighbors the 'N-word' at some point during his rant. I don't care who you are, white, black, hispanic, purple, whatever. I don't put up with derrogatory racist terms, directed towards or coming from anyone. But that's when my mood went from agitated to pissed off. So I hung up on him, went to the bar, and indulged myself in beers and buttery nipples. And I haven't talked to or seen him since. Mainly because if I do anytime soon, he's liable to get a kick to the balls.
And I know, I should just stop talking to him, cut all ties and all that. I 've been told that by many, and I've known this myself for a long time. But my cat is still at his place. Some may say it's a stupid reason to put myself through this, but I love that cat more than anyhing else right now and she's the sweetest thing in the world. I just can't keep her with me where I'm staying. So she either stays with him until the begining of next year or until I can move in with my friend (whichever comes first), or she goes back to the shelter. But once things are settled and taken care of with the kitty, I'm cutting all ties with him. He is walking on thin freaking ice with me right now, and when he falls, I won't be there to catch him.
Ok, I feel tons better now
Ok, so haven't been on here a while. Pretty much got bogged down with trying to balance work, family stuff, social life, and volunteer sttuff. Which, actually, I never really volunteered, I was just told by my boss it would be a good thing to do since my performance report is coming up, (hint hint). Anyway, I think the last time I actually wrote something worth reading (if anyone cares to, of course) I was venting about an ex of mine.
Well guess what? I believe it's that time AGAIN.
Yea, pissed me off, beyond belief last night and I'm done with it. He got drunk...again...and invited me over to show off his new games for his xbox360 (games I already owned mind you, wasn't that impresseed). Like a good friend, I go because I know that he's really just bored and lonely. Everythings fine, I play with the dog and my cat since it's the only time I can really see her, he gets dunker, everyones happy. Well, a few days before, I was invited to hang out at the bar for my friends 21st. I just told her to give me a call when she had things figured out for thursday night. So while I'm hanging out with him I get the call. I tell him I have to go, birthday celebration, previous plans and all that jazz, so take off, leaving him with a sad and upset look.
I get back to my room and soon get a text from him saying 'fuck you and all your friends you fucking traitor'. His words exactly. Obviously, the nicest thing to say to someone you called your best friend less than an hour ago. I get pissed, call him up and let him have it. He continues to bitch about how he has no friends and how no one came by for his birthday. He didn't even get a cake! Oh how cruel life is when you don't get a cake on your 23rd birthday I told him he doesn't have very many friends because he doesn't take tthe initiative to get off his ass and go meet people. Instead he chooses to stay at home drink and play games till he passes out.
Long story short, he took out all of his anger and frustration out on me when I've been nothing less than a good friend to this asshole. Not to mention he called his neighbors the 'N-word' at some point during his rant. I don't care who you are, white, black, hispanic, purple, whatever. I don't put up with derrogatory racist terms, directed towards or coming from anyone. But that's when my mood went from agitated to pissed off. So I hung up on him, went to the bar, and indulged myself in beers and buttery nipples. And I haven't talked to or seen him since. Mainly because if I do anytime soon, he's liable to get a kick to the balls.
And I know, I should just stop talking to him, cut all ties and all that. I 've been told that by many, and I've known this myself for a long time. But my cat is still at his place. Some may say it's a stupid reason to put myself through this, but I love that cat more than anyhing else right now and she's the sweetest thing in the world. I just can't keep her with me where I'm staying. So she either stays with him until the begining of next year or until I can move in with my friend (whichever comes first), or she goes back to the shelter. But once things are settled and taken care of with the kitty, I'm cutting all ties with him. He is walking on thin freaking ice with me right now, and when he falls, I won't be there to catch him.
Ok, I feel tons better now
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Next semester I'll only have 12 credit hours, so I will have plenty of time for other things - FINALLY!!!
One of my friends/old band mates and I have been trying to get a band together and I think we might have one lined up, so I am sure I'll be counting down the end of the Fall semester before long.
How about you? What classes would you want/need to take? Any idea where you would like your schooling to lead you? I am kind of thinking about getting a Bachelors Degree in Vocational Education (since I already have an Associates Degree in Computer and Electronic Engineering Technology), but I am not sure yet.