Pet Peeve 2

Boo Boo People...better known as...

I hate boo boo people. To help you better understand who these types of people are, they are also known as Slackers, I Do No Work-kind of people, Shitty people, Assholes, The Motherfuckers You Stomp On In The Club Cause They Too Damn Dumb To Realize They Are Not The Next Best Thing to God....

These are the type of people that disappoint you when they need to come through for a project. The people that you would think would never show their true colors until they really got to know you. These are the people that will not return your phone call, email, etc., but when you finally get in contact with them, they have every excuse in the book as to why they either didn't receive your message(s) or couldn't get back to you in time. These are the type of people who plan events the very last minute and get mad when the people they would like to go, can't go. These are the people that ask you if you need help in the stores and when you do ask them for help, they look at you like you are stupid. These are the people who want you to always do for them, but never do for you. These are the people who will say, "I'm going to call you," and never do. These are the people that need a serious reality check, because they have lost their mind at some point in life. These are the people that need to be drop-kicked in the throat because they have to idea on reality.

Now, we've all done one of the above at some point. The difference is, Boo Boo People do it all the time.

Dating Your Mother

To quote one of my best friends, "She must be retarded..."

Sorry it's been a minute, but it's been a minute since I could get online, due to moving situations and what not. Anywhoo...

As you know, the incident did occur with me and another woman about my ex. Since that incident occurred, my ex has expressed that he is not mad at me, because we got way back, but yet, he continues to bring up what happened. Also, I did meet up with him recently and as I told a friend of mine, I didn't feel anything from seeing him again. I didn't talk to him like I wanted to, but the ironic thing about the whole situation is, as I was driving, I felt like the radio was talking to me.

The Michael Basden show was on, talking about "the other woman" and how some women get involved in a relationship with a man, knowing he's with someone else. Letoya Luckett was playing, along with a slew of songs dealing with leaving 'him' alone and "the other woman".

But as we sat in my car, he just stared at me, and repeated how he was glad to see me and what not, and is really anxious about me getting an apartment. I had to express to him that until I get a job, there will be no apartment. He kept saying how "his woman" was going to call around looking for him and what not, but he didn't care, cause he was with his baby. He said I would always be his baby. But as I said before, the only feelings I had were the feelings of accomplishment; I got him away from her. His 51 year old girlfriend. His mother! Now I don't mean that he literally is with his mother, but she is 51, and apparently, he doesn't see a problem with that.

Again, I haven't discussed my disgust with him. He will be receiving some money on the first and since we met up last week, I haven't spoken to him. I've decided that once he does get things situated with his car and what not, I told him, he needs to roll to where I am or we meet on my end of town. Then, that way we can talk. Like it felt like old times, because we were both lying to someone about our location and I enjoyed being in his arms. I've always enjoyed that.

My best friend and I were eating dinner one night and I sent my ex a text message to find out how old she was. And he replied with 51. My friend and I just burst out in laughter. He said, "She's clearly retarded, because we already know he is!" We couldn't stop laughing. He also said, he sees a pattern in his female friends that were raised in a single parent home (w/o a father). I'll admit, that that may be a factor, but how much of a role it plays, I don't know.

I am just so disgusted because I've always told him to get something better. Get a 30 year old that looks 25, who has a bigger ass, or prettier smile! Don't get some bitch that has sagging breasts and sounds like your grandmother, who I can't even fight, cause I gotta respect the fact she's my elder!

And what makes the situation worse, is that I'm going crazy not being able to talk to him or text him, cause he ran out of minutes on his phone. So I've been occupying my time with other things. Things just are really weird. He thinks I'm with someone and I keep telling him I'm not. Although, it wouldn't matter, because we are just friends. But his behavior....its just....

A Young Wise Man In The Making

A young man once said...

A young man once said to me, "Don't say goodbye, because that means you will never see the other person again."

Goodbye LBE, Jr.!

Suckas Gon' Try Me

They gon' find yo' body...

Well, well, well! If it isn't you?! Past love of my life. How have you been?! I'm sorry. I can't understand. You are coughing up too much blood for me to understand the words coming out of your mouth! What was that? Oh, you love me?! Really?! I can't tell when you have bitches calling my phone asking about what's going on with us! I can't tell when you slept with those other bitches, including the germ infested white bitch! I can't tell when you can't even remember when my birthday is or when I was to graduate! I can't tell when I find hair on body that doesn't even belong to anyone 6 generations back!

Motherfucker! How dare you?! I've put 350% into a relationship that I thought would eventually work. I wanted to prove everyone wrong! I knew what we had would last! I thought you would change! Even after all of this time, it takes your mother, oops, I mean your 'girlfriend' who is old enough to be your mother, to call me and talk to me.

And after all this time....I was done with you 3 years ago after I talked to the doctor. But I always said, "Self, the two of you can be friends," because I am not the type to hold grudges, cause KARMA...yeah, that bad ass chick Karma, is a bitch! She will leave you out to dry!

I mean, the entire time since I've known, since your aunt and cousins warned me, I knew what was up. I was being a stupid bitch. Why? Because you were changing. You were more open and honest about things. Oh, and I do appreciate your honesty, for telling me what you had been up to and what not. Oh, and at one point I did believe you did love me. But I've cried my last tear for you.

Beacause as of right now, I'm through! I will make sure to let the next man know all about you. I will make sure I let him know why I have my guard up. I will let him know why I can sometimes be callous. I will let him know, if he's serious about it, he will need to prove it beyond what is imaginable. Not just by saying, but by doing.

Tell Dancer and Prancer (since the nearest person to you is about 15 miles away) about how you have this recurring dream. And how it seems so realistic. So realistic, that you can almost 'taste her'. Tell them of how she was always good to you and would come by to see you often. Tell them of how she would do anything for you, day or night. Make sure to mention how much of an ass you were when you were with her (in this dream that is). Because basically, I was an illusion.

When you do finally get your mind right, which will never be, DON'T HOLLA AT ME! Don't come by my house looking for me. Don't call my cell asking me how I am doing! None of it. If you see me in the street, don't even think to speak! You look stupid! You're the one tied up to the front of this car and got ya ass whooped by a bunch of my people who don't even know you, butt ass naked, apologizing. I'm just glad you now know how it feels to be in pain. I'm glad you know how it feels when your heart is broken.

And You Wonder Why

If life gives you lemons...

So you talk a lot of game. And then, you can't show for it. And you wonder why I feel the way I do?! You didn't have the decency to let me know until now. But I shouldn't have mixed emotions...I understand.

That's okay...we go way back. Just don't come to me when you're in a bind. I can't keep playing this game. I don't like to hold grudges, and I feel like if life gives you lemons, make lemonade. But do realize that, once I stop giving, it's hard to get it back. You really do have to earn your keep.

It's Been A While

Just something I was feeling

I haven't said much in a while
I really don't have much to say
There are three more days of working with the bratz
Three more days of wearing hats

I think I am going to play a game
That would be fun
Whenever someone starts with me
I will shoot them with my gun :-p

Chu Chu is booked for the rest of the week
My hair needs a trim
And I can't get any sleep

It's hot as hell
And the mice are running wild
Ornery acts like a little child

I hope this boo boo rhyme filled your day
With happiness and joy
And many sun rays

I hope you understand
How much I am irritated
That way when I go to court
My offenses will be mitigated