I'm glad I have some good friends. I stress the word SOME. I am really happy that I know Tinkerbell. She's really supportive and watches out for me. Especially when she stands in front of me to block the view of creepy guy #2 when I'm on the weight machine and he's in my field of vision, staring. She's really nice.
Although she can go to the classes during the day, she's has offered and actually come with me to the gym at night. She knows that I'm a little "unsettled" to go at night, for fear of seeing people I don't want to see. Angrygirl can't be angry at her.
Angrygirl is angry at a certain manufacturer. One of the doors on our house sticks. So much so that I have to deck the door with my ass repeatedly to open it. I'm a little disappointed that although I have contacted the manufacturer and they said they would fix the problem free of charge, I'm getting tired (not to mention sore) of waiting. I think I threw my hips out of alignment. Yes, this is all I need... lame hips.
A thing I have noted and actually been accused of... girls no longer paying attention to their friends when they get a boyfriend. Now, I will admit, I don't want to go out when I get around to the weekend. I've worked all week (and sometimes overtime) and I am tired. I want to sit on my butt and relax. My boyfriend feels the same, so we sit at home & relax. Sometimes we watch movies, dvds (I love that they have tv shows on dvd now), tv, play cards, stuff like that. Low maintenance stuff which doesn't mean I have to be out until 4am in the morning and I therefore can get a good night sleep. So no, I don't want to go to bars/clubs/lounges, etc. Special occasions are fine, but not because it's the "weekend". I know, not everyone feels like I do, but that's why we have opinions and thoughts, etc.
So anyways, I was accused of "abandoning" my friends to spend time with my boyfriend. Well the person who said that I am no longer "friends" with. But a thing she failed to realize is that, I didn't spend Friday and Saturday night with her like I did prior to that, however I was going with her to the gym upto six times a week... more often then I see my boyfriend. SO, that pissed me off. However, when it comes to her boyfriend, she's dropped everyone like a hot potato. Booty stays over at her significant other's place, so she gets to see him more often, but she ignores me on a regular basis, soooo... as well as other friends. And Link, the only reason she keeps asking me to hang out is because she's single again. I never saw her when she was in a relationship. I feel that I try to keep in touch, whether it be trips to the mall, phone calls, e-mails, "girl's night in," etc. I don't see those people offering those up too often to me. I don't know, people confuse me.
Anyways, those are my deep thoughts for the day. Maybe there will be more tomorrow.
Beam me up Scottie!
January 29, 2008
January 28, 2008
Wake up in the morning, feeling shy and lonely! Hey, I gotta go to school...
The prior blog I made tips for having a good weekend. Somehow I forgot this tip!?!?
Tip #6: Drink wine before going to bed.
Doctor's recommend a few glasses of wine a week. It's full of antioxidants (or some crap like that). It's therefore apparently good for you. So, I see nothing wrong with having a glass of wine before bed. You drink your wine before bed and you get all relaxed. You don't cry yourself to sleep cause you can't hold a thought for very long. That, and your senses are all dulled due to the alcohol content. You possibly could actually go to bed at a decent hour if you have it at a certain time. You then fall into a deep sleep and wake up the next morning refreshed. The only drawback I can see with this is, you'll be thirsty (well, wine makes me thirsty!). Also if you have a bladder like mine, you will need to use the facilities. SO, that's my tip...
So, I have been struggling with an issue lately regarding my future. I have made my decision as to what I want to do. It's my life and I am the one that needs to make the decisions, however when people are not fully informed (because they don't not live the same way I do) and they are not educated in the same way I have, it bother's me when they try to tell me that what I'm doing is wrong.
I try not to tell people what to do with their lives. I give suggestions as to what to do, and offer assistance, however if they don't accept it or ask me to shut the hell up, I do! Simple as that. So, it bother's me when people tell me I'm being irrational based on my decision.
I also become angry when people treat me like a retarded goat. I'm not stupid. I have never given anyone any indication that I am, however, they continue to treat me like I am. The way I handle my life may not be perfect but sweet-merciful-crap... I'm a work in progress! JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!
There is NO perfect person. No matter how well things have gone in your life, all the "great" things you have... does not mean that you have NEVER made a mistake. We do the best we can. And when it isn't good enough, we either learn from our mistakes or keep making them until we do learn something. And that could take minutes, hours, weeks, months, years, or may not ever happen. But regardless if it does or doesn't, NO ONE has the right to rub your nose in it.
The best thing I think someone can do is be supportive, regardless if you agree with their decision or not. And even if it doesn't turn out to be the right decision/choice/solution, in the end the person was being true to themselves and therefore should not hear "I told you so!" Let them make their own decision, regardless if you are better informed. One thing I know is that the more you push someone the more they push back against you.
On another note, I am getting annoyed of people always telling me I'm wrong. I am the one that always has to change. Maybe it's my point of view, but if I am wronged everyone tells me that I need to be the one that restores the relationship to what it was. I can't move on from that relationship, or want it to be delayed until I can put up boundaries. The wrongee doesn't have to change but I do. That's fucked up to me. Maybe I don't understand it, but... I don't know.
NE WAYZ! I'm tired and therefore going to bed. That and I'm hungry and it would be better for me to just go to sleep (and have a drink of water) than eat. Mmmm, but leftover's would taste super yummie right now. NO! I must resist temptation!
Now cracks a noble heart.--Good night, sweet friends, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!
Tip #6: Drink wine before going to bed.
Doctor's recommend a few glasses of wine a week. It's full of antioxidants (or some crap like that). It's therefore apparently good for you. So, I see nothing wrong with having a glass of wine before bed. You drink your wine before bed and you get all relaxed. You don't cry yourself to sleep cause you can't hold a thought for very long. That, and your senses are all dulled due to the alcohol content. You possibly could actually go to bed at a decent hour if you have it at a certain time. You then fall into a deep sleep and wake up the next morning refreshed. The only drawback I can see with this is, you'll be thirsty (well, wine makes me thirsty!). Also if you have a bladder like mine, you will need to use the facilities. SO, that's my tip...
So, I have been struggling with an issue lately regarding my future. I have made my decision as to what I want to do. It's my life and I am the one that needs to make the decisions, however when people are not fully informed (because they don't not live the same way I do) and they are not educated in the same way I have, it bother's me when they try to tell me that what I'm doing is wrong.
I try not to tell people what to do with their lives. I give suggestions as to what to do, and offer assistance, however if they don't accept it or ask me to shut the hell up, I do! Simple as that. So, it bother's me when people tell me I'm being irrational based on my decision.
I also become angry when people treat me like a retarded goat. I'm not stupid. I have never given anyone any indication that I am, however, they continue to treat me like I am. The way I handle my life may not be perfect but sweet-merciful-crap... I'm a work in progress! JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!
There is NO perfect person. No matter how well things have gone in your life, all the "great" things you have... does not mean that you have NEVER made a mistake. We do the best we can. And when it isn't good enough, we either learn from our mistakes or keep making them until we do learn something. And that could take minutes, hours, weeks, months, years, or may not ever happen. But regardless if it does or doesn't, NO ONE has the right to rub your nose in it.
The best thing I think someone can do is be supportive, regardless if you agree with their decision or not. And even if it doesn't turn out to be the right decision/choice/solution, in the end the person was being true to themselves and therefore should not hear "I told you so!" Let them make their own decision, regardless if you are better informed. One thing I know is that the more you push someone the more they push back against you.
On another note, I am getting annoyed of people always telling me I'm wrong. I am the one that always has to change. Maybe it's my point of view, but if I am wronged everyone tells me that I need to be the one that restores the relationship to what it was. I can't move on from that relationship, or want it to be delayed until I can put up boundaries. The wrongee doesn't have to change but I do. That's fucked up to me. Maybe I don't understand it, but... I don't know.
NE WAYZ! I'm tired and therefore going to bed. That and I'm hungry and it would be better for me to just go to sleep (and have a drink of water) than eat. Mmmm, but leftover's would taste super yummie right now. NO! I must resist temptation!
Now cracks a noble heart.--Good night, sweet friends, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!
January 27, 2008
Tips on having a good weekend.
Sigh, what a weekend. I'm glad it's almost over. I just want to go to sleep. If I could be granted one wish I would wish that this weekend never happened. No, wait, that's not true, I wish for a lot of weekends to not have happened, and a few weekdays too! And a bunch of other things... But since I've apparently used up all my wishes I am going to attempt to learn from my mistakes from this crap-tacular weekend. By doing so, I hope to come up with a few tips to have a better weekend in the future. So, in no particular order let's go through the incidents and the tips that they create.
Incident #1: Writing in angrygirl's blog.
I hate to admit it but yesterday's blog didn't fair well on the rest of the night going smoothly. I tend to forget the situation and then don't get upset about it. Then when I remember it and dwell on it, it all goes to hell in a hand basket. Have no fear, I'll still write in my blog, and no it won't be all sunshine and gumdrops (mmm, gumdrops, I am hungry!). I'll still get angry about stuff, but I won't be writing about the supreme-dorkus that was my friend. The only times I will be allowed to write about her again, is if I ever tell my boyfriend about the whole "situation." That or I see them at the gym and I end up kicking their asses! Hahah! I wish... They are WAY to scared of me to confront me! I'm ANGRYGIRL! ALL must bow down to me or discover the extent of my WRATH!!! Hahahah! Just joking. So, that has lead me to my first tip.
Tip # 1: No more writing about betrayal friendships in the blog.
Now as I said above, there are exceptions to this rule. Unless a confrontation occurs, or I tell my boyfriend. And this blog is also included as she is part of the subject in this. But other than that, once this is posted we will be vaulting that one online. Let's just take a moment right now for bitches for friends.... sigh, it is the main reason for starting this blog.
Incident #2: Rereading past blogs prior to going out.
Although this incident is closely related to incident number 1, we must note that there are some small differences. I was rereading the blogs for the cast of characters, featured in blog entry # 1 and #5. I was trying to make sure I had all the "characters" defined. And I also was proof reading. I know, I should have done that BEFORE I posted it, but sometimes you miss stuff. That's why there are editors people, and multiple edits. SO, I ended up rereading all the crap that made me angry. So, now we have tip #2.
Tip #2: No rereading of past blogs including so-called friends.
Self explanitory. Hmm, however I explained it above. Teehee!
Incident #3: Making a promise to go somewhere and then bailing.
Yes, I know I have mentioned more than once about friends being jerk-asaurus', however, I don't think they are as remorseful as me. It was Link's b-day party (Link introduce my boyfriend to me through a New Year's Eve party that she threw). I called her during the week to say that we would be there unless something happened (I did say that I was 90% sure that I would be there in my defence). And since the night continued on in it's crappiness, I just didn't want to leave the house. And unfortunately, I indirectly took out my sadness on Link.
I haven't told anyone except Blondie and Booty about "friend". And I don't want to put them in the middle of it. It's not fair. And I think they would feel the same way I do, or else feel obligated to feel the same way I do. And therefore would judge her. I don't want that to happen no matter what a poopie-face she is. I'm all for people being on team angrygirl, however I wouldn't like to do it by drafting, I would like them to volunteer.
Tip #3: Don't promise to go to anywhere!
If you are or aren't going to go, not responding saves your ass regardless of the situation. On the one hand you didn't reply, but on the other hand you didn't reply. It's a win-win situation. So if you change your mind, people don't get disappointed if you don't show up. And if you don't change your mind, people don't get disappointed if you DO show up. And I know what you are thinking... "Angrygirl! Shouldn't the tip be to NOT bail when you promised to go out?" Yeah, it probably should be, but it's my blog and angrygirl will make up the tips the way I see fit. That's right! I'm a Dictator. But a benevolent one!
Incident #4: Letting text messages bring me down.
In the last posting, I said some stuff about calling someone and not returning their phone call with a text. Well, that text pissed me off something SUPER! And it shouldn't have, but when you keep putting the Jenga pieces on top of one another from the bottom layers... dude, the Jenga's gonna fall! However, I should not let that shit bring me down. Therefore we have another tip...
Tip #4: Remember, it's just a text message. I am angrygirl... I'm good enough, I’m smart enough, and dog-gone it ... people like me.
Let it go! Actually, the tip should be don't call Booty, cause she ain't calling you back, unless she wants something from you! Yeah, well, let's make two tips out of incident #4.
Restatement of tip #4:
Tip #4a: Remember, it's just a text message. I am angrygirl... I'm good enough, I’m smart enough, and dog-gone it ... people like me.
Tip #4b: Don't call Booty on a Saturday and expect a return call. If it's really important call her at home.
Incident #5: My failing memory causing me to forget a TON of shit!
Recently I can't remember jack-shit. Don't ask me why, but it's getting worse. I misplace everything, and I mean EVERYTHING!!! The best one to date was the misplacing of the keys. I searched frantically for 10 minutes, only to discover that they were in my hoodie pocket, that I was wearing underneath my jacket. That one made me feel SUPER-SLICK!
Tip #5: Clean your DAMN room!!!!
If you had a clean organized room you would be able to find things! Nuff said. As for the shit on your person, well, you'll just have to deal and not put things in your hoodie. Try to put them directly into your jacket pocket.
Damn, I'm tired and hungry. I'm gonna grab a bite to eat and then stay up for several hours afterwards, bitching about how I want to go to bed because I am so tired, and then fall asleep around 1 am because I couldn't sleep. And run-on-sentences are an indication that I need to wrap this up.
Konnichiwa Bitches!
Incident #1: Writing in angrygirl's blog.
I hate to admit it but yesterday's blog didn't fair well on the rest of the night going smoothly. I tend to forget the situation and then don't get upset about it. Then when I remember it and dwell on it, it all goes to hell in a hand basket. Have no fear, I'll still write in my blog, and no it won't be all sunshine and gumdrops (mmm, gumdrops, I am hungry!). I'll still get angry about stuff, but I won't be writing about the supreme-dorkus that was my friend. The only times I will be allowed to write about her again, is if I ever tell my boyfriend about the whole "situation." That or I see them at the gym and I end up kicking their asses! Hahah! I wish... They are WAY to scared of me to confront me! I'm ANGRYGIRL! ALL must bow down to me or discover the extent of my WRATH!!! Hahahah! Just joking. So, that has lead me to my first tip.
Tip # 1: No more writing about betrayal friendships in the blog.
Now as I said above, there are exceptions to this rule. Unless a confrontation occurs, or I tell my boyfriend. And this blog is also included as she is part of the subject in this. But other than that, once this is posted we will be vaulting that one online. Let's just take a moment right now for bitches for friends.... sigh, it is the main reason for starting this blog.
Incident #2: Rereading past blogs prior to going out.
Although this incident is closely related to incident number 1, we must note that there are some small differences. I was rereading the blogs for the cast of characters, featured in blog entry # 1 and #5. I was trying to make sure I had all the "characters" defined. And I also was proof reading. I know, I should have done that BEFORE I posted it, but sometimes you miss stuff. That's why there are editors people, and multiple edits. SO, I ended up rereading all the crap that made me angry. So, now we have tip #2.
Tip #2: No rereading of past blogs including so-called friends.
Self explanitory. Hmm, however I explained it above. Teehee!
Incident #3: Making a promise to go somewhere and then bailing.
Yes, I know I have mentioned more than once about friends being jerk-asaurus', however, I don't think they are as remorseful as me. It was Link's b-day party (Link introduce my boyfriend to me through a New Year's Eve party that she threw). I called her during the week to say that we would be there unless something happened (I did say that I was 90% sure that I would be there in my defence). And since the night continued on in it's crappiness, I just didn't want to leave the house. And unfortunately, I indirectly took out my sadness on Link.
I haven't told anyone except Blondie and Booty about "friend". And I don't want to put them in the middle of it. It's not fair. And I think they would feel the same way I do, or else feel obligated to feel the same way I do. And therefore would judge her. I don't want that to happen no matter what a poopie-face she is. I'm all for people being on team angrygirl, however I wouldn't like to do it by drafting, I would like them to volunteer.
Tip #3: Don't promise to go to anywhere!
If you are or aren't going to go, not responding saves your ass regardless of the situation. On the one hand you didn't reply, but on the other hand you didn't reply. It's a win-win situation. So if you change your mind, people don't get disappointed if you don't show up. And if you don't change your mind, people don't get disappointed if you DO show up. And I know what you are thinking... "Angrygirl! Shouldn't the tip be to NOT bail when you promised to go out?" Yeah, it probably should be, but it's my blog and angrygirl will make up the tips the way I see fit. That's right! I'm a Dictator. But a benevolent one!
Incident #4: Letting text messages bring me down.
In the last posting, I said some stuff about calling someone and not returning their phone call with a text. Well, that text pissed me off something SUPER! And it shouldn't have, but when you keep putting the Jenga pieces on top of one another from the bottom layers... dude, the Jenga's gonna fall! However, I should not let that shit bring me down. Therefore we have another tip...
Tip #4: Remember, it's just a text message. I am angrygirl... I'm good enough, I’m smart enough, and dog-gone it ... people like me.
Let it go! Actually, the tip should be don't call Booty, cause she ain't calling you back, unless she wants something from you! Yeah, well, let's make two tips out of incident #4.
Restatement of tip #4:
Tip #4a: Remember, it's just a text message. I am angrygirl... I'm good enough, I’m smart enough, and dog-gone it ... people like me.
Tip #4b: Don't call Booty on a Saturday and expect a return call. If it's really important call her at home.
Incident #5: My failing memory causing me to forget a TON of shit!
Recently I can't remember jack-shit. Don't ask me why, but it's getting worse. I misplace everything, and I mean EVERYTHING!!! The best one to date was the misplacing of the keys. I searched frantically for 10 minutes, only to discover that they were in my hoodie pocket, that I was wearing underneath my jacket. That one made me feel SUPER-SLICK!
Tip #5: Clean your DAMN room!!!!
If you had a clean organized room you would be able to find things! Nuff said. As for the shit on your person, well, you'll just have to deal and not put things in your hoodie. Try to put them directly into your jacket pocket.
Damn, I'm tired and hungry. I'm gonna grab a bite to eat and then stay up for several hours afterwards, bitching about how I want to go to bed because I am so tired, and then fall asleep around 1 am because I couldn't sleep. And run-on-sentences are an indication that I need to wrap this up.
Konnichiwa Bitches!
January 26, 2008
Just another Saturday night? I think not!
So, I've added to the cast of characters since the first post, so I've decided to update the list for those who are just joining us.
Cast of Characters:
Gym Bunny - works at my gym, consider her a friend
Tinkerbell - my friend at the gym
Booty - my Switzerland friend, also friends with "friend"
Blondie - my friend, who's a blond
Garbo - my friend from out of town
friend - my so-called best friend, that is friends with my boyfriend's ex
ex - my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend
boyfriend - my boyfriend
mother - my mother
So, here's a thought to ponder. A mutual friend of my boyfriend and I is having a get-together for her birthday. We both said we would go, however I am supremely worried that "friend" will show up... with ex! I know, we are on slim to nil chances here, however, there still could be a chance. And my friend's are trying to reassure me that she would NEVER do that and that she is not THAT stupid! However I like to play devil's advocate (hahah), and interject with this point... "If she ain't THAT stupid, then why did she bring ex to the gym?" Cause that WAS stupid. So stupid that I will have to write it like this... STOOO-PID!
Blondie reassured me that if friend showed up with ex that everyone would pounce on her and would tell her that she's an idiot, however I really don't want to take a risk on that. Nor do I believe that they would do that. I mean, she's not called the Switzerland of my friends, for no reason! My boyfriend is supposed to come with me. Regardless if they pounce on her or not, if she shows up with ex, I gots alotta 'splaining to do! He will get mad at friend, then get mad at me for not telling him. I'm in a damned if I do, damned if I don't kinda situation.
What to do when you are in a catch-22???
Oh, and here's a little aside. Do me a favour, not just for me but anyone in general. If someone calls you and you miss their call and they leave you a message asking you to call them back. Do it! I called someone today around noon and said "gimme a call back please." I have yet to hear from them, until over seven hours later! And it was a text message. Have the fucking decency to CALL the person. Especially when they say "gimme a call back!" Now, if I said, gimme a text message back....
So, yeah! I guess I'm still upset about friend. However, I seem to be doing better. My spirits are up, I'm sleeping too! So, like they say, time heals all wounds. However, this is quite a gapping one, so it ain't gonna be healed anytime soon. Unfortunately.
Oh well, angry girl has gotta go. Peace!
Cast of Characters:
Gym Bunny - works at my gym, consider her a friend
Tinkerbell - my friend at the gym
Booty - my Switzerland friend, also friends with "friend"
Blondie - my friend, who's a blond
Garbo - my friend from out of town
friend - my so-called best friend, that is friends with my boyfriend's ex
ex - my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend
boyfriend - my boyfriend
mother - my mother
So, here's a thought to ponder. A mutual friend of my boyfriend and I is having a get-together for her birthday. We both said we would go, however I am supremely worried that "friend" will show up... with ex! I know, we are on slim to nil chances here, however, there still could be a chance. And my friend's are trying to reassure me that she would NEVER do that and that she is not THAT stupid! However I like to play devil's advocate (hahah), and interject with this point... "If she ain't THAT stupid, then why did she bring ex to the gym?" Cause that WAS stupid. So stupid that I will have to write it like this... STOOO-PID!
Blondie reassured me that if friend showed up with ex that everyone would pounce on her and would tell her that she's an idiot, however I really don't want to take a risk on that. Nor do I believe that they would do that. I mean, she's not called the Switzerland of my friends, for no reason! My boyfriend is supposed to come with me. Regardless if they pounce on her or not, if she shows up with ex, I gots alotta 'splaining to do! He will get mad at friend, then get mad at me for not telling him. I'm in a damned if I do, damned if I don't kinda situation.
What to do when you are in a catch-22???
Oh, and here's a little aside. Do me a favour, not just for me but anyone in general. If someone calls you and you miss their call and they leave you a message asking you to call them back. Do it! I called someone today around noon and said "gimme a call back please." I have yet to hear from them, until over seven hours later! And it was a text message. Have the fucking decency to CALL the person. Especially when they say "gimme a call back!" Now, if I said, gimme a text message back....
So, yeah! I guess I'm still upset about friend. However, I seem to be doing better. My spirits are up, I'm sleeping too! So, like they say, time heals all wounds. However, this is quite a gapping one, so it ain't gonna be healed anytime soon. Unfortunately.
Oh well, angry girl has gotta go. Peace!
January 17, 2008
AngryGirl? Why are you crying?
Hhhhhmmmm. Well, I believe I am in Act III. Where the shit hits the fan! When I really wish I was in Act V, when all the wrongs get righted. Sigh, all due to charmic alignment! When will my charmic alignment happen?!?!?
So, I actually had my good friend from out of town read my e-mail for me. It was SO sweet of Garbo. Garbo is actually a girl, don't ask. So, she read it for me and gave me the DL on my IM. Garbo, you rock! "Friend", she don't. In fact I feel we are getting back into angry territory and go so far to call her a fucking, selfish bitch! Ooooh! Anger!
Yeah, "friend's" e-mail was basically a half-assed justification as to why she brought ex to the gym. She thinks I'm jealous of ex, worried that she will steal my boyfriend away (If I hadn't just gone to the bathroom, I'd piss my pants laughing right now over that one. Ex is fugly!). Thinks I want to dictate who she can be friends with, and that I have a problem with her being friends with ex. She thought that I was cool with the ex because when I figured out who she was that I laughed about it. Again, glossing over the fact that I asked her NEVER to talk about her again. Oh and the reason that she signed ex up for the gym, because there was an AWESOME deal!!!! Wow! Ask me who gives a fuck!!!! NOT I!
Oh, and she also said that she isn't my replacement, NO ONE could replace me! But she seems to be doing fine without me! Oh and my friend from the gym "Tinkerbell" she's "friends" replacement according to her.
Here's my favourite part. This whole pile started because she yelled and swore at me and I was upset by that. She was upset about her stupid, fucking-retarded boyfriend, cause he made her cry cause he's a cock-sucker! So, anyways, she came over to my house and I was upset and I commented "look what the cat dragged in!" So, she wrote that she is "human" and that she is "allowed to fuck up" (oh and she apologized the first time via text, isn't that nice?). However, I'm not allowed to have emotions and express them! Nice, I love how everyone else in this world can get upset and have emotions, EXCEPT ME!!!! Heaven forbid I have emotions! Well, I have one right now... ANGER!!!!!
SO, to sum it all up! She's a fucker (who probably shared this whole thing with ex) and I want to punch her in her proverbial nuts!!!!
AngerGirl is finally angry!!! And she's outta here!
So, I actually had my good friend from out of town read my e-mail for me. It was SO sweet of Garbo. Garbo is actually a girl, don't ask. So, she read it for me and gave me the DL on my IM. Garbo, you rock! "Friend", she don't. In fact I feel we are getting back into angry territory and go so far to call her a fucking, selfish bitch! Ooooh! Anger!
Yeah, "friend's" e-mail was basically a half-assed justification as to why she brought ex to the gym. She thinks I'm jealous of ex, worried that she will steal my boyfriend away (If I hadn't just gone to the bathroom, I'd piss my pants laughing right now over that one. Ex is fugly!). Thinks I want to dictate who she can be friends with, and that I have a problem with her being friends with ex. She thought that I was cool with the ex because when I figured out who she was that I laughed about it. Again, glossing over the fact that I asked her NEVER to talk about her again. Oh and the reason that she signed ex up for the gym, because there was an AWESOME deal!!!! Wow! Ask me who gives a fuck!!!! NOT I!
Oh, and she also said that she isn't my replacement, NO ONE could replace me! But she seems to be doing fine without me! Oh and my friend from the gym "Tinkerbell" she's "friends" replacement according to her.
Here's my favourite part. This whole pile started because she yelled and swore at me and I was upset by that. She was upset about her stupid, fucking-retarded boyfriend, cause he made her cry cause he's a cock-sucker! So, anyways, she came over to my house and I was upset and I commented "look what the cat dragged in!" So, she wrote that she is "human" and that she is "allowed to fuck up" (oh and she apologized the first time via text, isn't that nice?). However, I'm not allowed to have emotions and express them! Nice, I love how everyone else in this world can get upset and have emotions, EXCEPT ME!!!! Heaven forbid I have emotions! Well, I have one right now... ANGER!!!!!
SO, to sum it all up! She's a fucker (who probably shared this whole thing with ex) and I want to punch her in her proverbial nuts!!!!
AngerGirl is finally angry!!! And she's outta here!
January 16, 2008
What's a girl to do? Part 2
I'm back to where I started. I still haven't opened the e-mail. And now people are bugging me about it. Everyone wants me to read it. I have no desire to read it. And I'm actually scared too read it.
So, I have an additional character to add to the cast: Gym Bunny
And Gym Bunny had an encounter with ex!
So, prior to Gym Bunny knowing who the ex was and her story she disliked her. So, since then she has continued to dislike her and she's on my side.
Story number one:
Ex is working out with "her" and Gym Bunny is teaching the class. So, the ex is whinning that the class is too complex. Gym Bunny turns around and says "you are taking a class, you signed up for it... deal with it."
This Monday "friend" and the ex showed up for class again. I really thought that after the nasty e-mail she wouldn't show up with ex at the gym, however that wasn't the case. So anyways, Gym Bunny is demonstrating for the class and she says "think of someone you are mad at and let out your anger!" So "friend" and ex look at each other and being laughing. Gym Bunny turns around and walks up to them and says "If you two are laughing at who I think you are laughing at, you better shut the FUCK up!" "Friend" turns to ex and says just go. They proceed to shut-up and continue on with the class.
I thought that was pretty suh-weet! Gym Bunny is my girl!!! She's holding it down for me and coming to my defence! I salute Gym Bunny with the picture above!
January 14, 2008
What's a girl to do?
Again, the same topic as the last post. I have yet to check that e-mail from my friend. I know, I should, however I think AngryGirl has adopted a new persona... ScaredGirl.
I don't want to read it because I don't want to deal with the drama. I don't want to hear how sorry she is. Or that I'm overreacting about being replaced. Or that she doesn't want to associate with me anymore. I guess at this point I just don't care to deal with it.
I'm actually contemplating telling my boyfriend. I did breakdown and tell "Booty," our mutual friend. She said that she is not being a friend at all and that she is totally puzzled by her behaviour. She wants me to read the e-mail and tell me what it says. I'm surprised because she is usually the Sweden of my friends. She doesn't want to be on anyone's side. Well Booty did say that what she did was wrong. And that her behaviour is totally puzzling.
I still want to tell my boyfriend. However I really don't think he wants to know. And maybe I'm assuming too much, because he is the kind of person that wants to help me when I have a problem. However, I'm worried that he will get mad about the person in the topic. That or he may surprise me and say "Why didn't you tell me when you figured this out?"
The reason I am leaning towards the "he-doesn't-want-to-know" is because we once saw ex at a bar. Actually, they both have to same birthday and it happened to be that day. Also the year before he dumped her on their birthday. And that is how we make an uncomfortable situation into a super awkward one!!!
So, anyways, we see her and my boyfriend points her out and says that it's really awkward. So she proceeds to the dance floor and does the "I'm over you dance" which causes her to look like an idiot. We soon after left. However not before I notice her and her friends on the dance floor. They proceed to have a talk, point at me, give cut-eye and resume talking. So that's when I developed my "three-foot bitch slap radius".
So he probably won't want to know, Booty wants to know, so does "Blondie" too probably. And "she" wants me to read her e-mail. What's a girl to do?
Once again... I'm confused. I don't know what to do.
I need to get angry about something else....
I don't want to read it because I don't want to deal with the drama. I don't want to hear how sorry she is. Or that I'm overreacting about being replaced. Or that she doesn't want to associate with me anymore. I guess at this point I just don't care to deal with it.
I'm actually contemplating telling my boyfriend. I did breakdown and tell "Booty," our mutual friend. She said that she is not being a friend at all and that she is totally puzzled by her behaviour. She wants me to read the e-mail and tell me what it says. I'm surprised because she is usually the Sweden of my friends. She doesn't want to be on anyone's side. Well Booty did say that what she did was wrong. And that her behaviour is totally puzzling.
I still want to tell my boyfriend. However I really don't think he wants to know. And maybe I'm assuming too much, because he is the kind of person that wants to help me when I have a problem. However, I'm worried that he will get mad about the person in the topic. That or he may surprise me and say "Why didn't you tell me when you figured this out?"
The reason I am leaning towards the "he-doesn't-want-to-know" is because we once saw ex at a bar. Actually, they both have to same birthday and it happened to be that day. Also the year before he dumped her on their birthday. And that is how we make an uncomfortable situation into a super awkward one!!!
So, anyways, we see her and my boyfriend points her out and says that it's really awkward. So she proceeds to the dance floor and does the "I'm over you dance" which causes her to look like an idiot. We soon after left. However not before I notice her and her friends on the dance floor. They proceed to have a talk, point at me, give cut-eye and resume talking. So that's when I developed my "three-foot bitch slap radius".
So he probably won't want to know, Booty wants to know, so does "Blondie" too probably. And "she" wants me to read her e-mail. What's a girl to do?
Once again... I'm confused. I don't know what to do.
I need to get angry about something else....
January 13, 2008
First Entry - Notice My Anger
This is my first blog. I know people who have blogs and I've read them. And they range from the super-happy-I-love-life to someone who totally doesn't. To me, it seems like an outlet. So here's mine....
List of Characters:
Angry girl as me
My boyfriend as my boyfriend
My Mother as my Mother
My best friend - "best friend," "friend," her
My boyfriend's ex girlfriend - the ex, ex
Sigh! I've been having a bad couple of weeks. I don't know about anyone else, but as much as I like Christmas (the decorations and the snow) spending time with friends and family is stressful. Driving everywhere, interrupted sleep (I like my sleep), and kissing. I hate kissing people on the cheek! If I wanted to be that close to you I would give you a hug!!! But no, I gotta kiss you!!!! Especially those with beards (eyes narrowing).
Anyways, the worst thing that happened over my Christmas "break" was seeing my "best friend" at the gym with my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. Granted they work together, with my Mother no less, however, I don't want to be her friend. I don't need a friend that has been involved with the same man that I currently (and hope to spend the rest of my life) with. It's just weird and creepy all wrapped into one. Hmmm, you probably need a bit of background information for this story.
My "best friend" started working in the field of education. The same place where my mother works.... anyways! That's another story. So, other people were hired at the same time, which was how she met my boyfriend's ex. We didn't know that was my boyfriend's ex until September, when I put all the pieces of the puzzle together I realized who she was. My friend asked her and viola! it was her. So, they hang out because they work next to each other & they go for coffee runs & lunch together, which is cool. You can be friends with anyone you want.
So shortly after figuring out about the ex, my "friend" had a stupid fight with her boyfriend at a party that we all were at. Well everyone got involved in this fight and I basically ended up having a fight with my "friend." She was very mad at me that night, and ended up yelling and swearing at me. So, we had an argument, we made up and long story short, several months later she's still mad at me.
Now back to the recent present (is it possible to have a recent present though?).
So, we haven't really talked in a while. I bought her a Christmas gift and everything but haven't really talked to her. I tried extending a couple of olive branches, however they weren't always accepted. Did I metion that we are both members at the same gym? During the Christmas break I decided to go to the gym to take one of the classes that was offered during the day. Lo and behold, whom do I see at the gym taking the same class? Her and the ex.
Now I'm sorry, I may be from a different planet, but where I come from that's considered an insult! And she totally replaced me with the ex. Lent her all the same equipment that she lent me when I joined the gym with her the year before. And maybe I'm expecting too much from a friend of 10 years+, but I do expect that you don't do THAT to me. I felt betrayed.
Oh, please note, I didn't have 100% proof that the girl was the ex. Upon later inqury at the gym a few days later, I found out that it was the ex and not only did she use a guest pass that day, but she signed up for that gym for a year! Nice!
So, now my "best friend" has replaced me with my boyfriend's ex and I'm SUPER peeved. So, I asked my mother to give her the Christmas gift I bought her. I know, a bit childish, maybe a bit rude, but I couldn't stand seeing it in my room. A reminder of the betrayal perhaps?
My mother gave her the gift and of course they proceeded to have a conversation. She was shocked that she got the gift from my Mother, as she hoped to exchange gifts together in person. She the admitted to my mother (on a frequent basis she involves my Mother, which doesn't tickle me pink) that she saw me at the gym and was SO upset that I didn't come up to her and say hi! All the while, skipping over the fact that the ex was with her!
That night my mother comes home and lectures me to high hell about "being rude to friends who love and miss you SO much." I then told my Mother who was with her and the subject was dropped (sweet victory! 1 point for me!).
She then decides to actually contact me (for the first time in MONTHS) via e-mail. Anyways, it's this big, dirty, long e-mail about how she is still mad at me, but not the other two friends at the party or her boyfriend, for how I acted during her "incident" at the party. She then goes on to say that she doesn't tolerate rudeness from friends and blah, blah, blah! So, I decided to write her back. Hey! During the festivis season, do we not have the airing of greviances?
And it wasn't pretty.... at all. I told her that I felt that she would "probably perfer a venearal disease than calling me." And I just realized that I spelt in wrong in the e-mail! Opps! Hopefully my excessive anger will allow the spelling mistakes to be over looked. Then again, probably not! I also told her that I thought that SHE was rude, by bringing ex to the gym as my replacement. Well, when all was said and done and I pushed send I felt GRRRRRREAT!!! Oh! You can't imagine how great!
That day she must have read and replied to the e-mail because around 12:30am I got a text message that said "I can't sleep. Check yer e-mail." Well, I was feeling great and really wanted to go to bed, so I ignored her text and went to bed. I woke up refreshed! Man, it was the first great sleep I had in weeks.
That leads me today. I have yet to check the e-mail. I didn't want to ruin my weekend and have to have discussions with tears in a public setting. But I have felt quite miserable. I'd been holding that in for days! I also don't want to involve my boyfriend (whom I always confide in) because I'm pretty sure that he doesn't want to know about the ex. There is a reason that the ex is the ex.
Anyways, that's all I have to say about that.
Angry out!
List of Characters:
Angry girl as me
My boyfriend as my boyfriend
My Mother as my Mother
My best friend - "best friend," "friend," her
My boyfriend's ex girlfriend - the ex, ex
Sigh! I've been having a bad couple of weeks. I don't know about anyone else, but as much as I like Christmas (the decorations and the snow) spending time with friends and family is stressful. Driving everywhere, interrupted sleep (I like my sleep), and kissing. I hate kissing people on the cheek! If I wanted to be that close to you I would give you a hug!!! But no, I gotta kiss you!!!! Especially those with beards (eyes narrowing).
Anyways, the worst thing that happened over my Christmas "break" was seeing my "best friend" at the gym with my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. Granted they work together, with my Mother no less, however, I don't want to be her friend. I don't need a friend that has been involved with the same man that I currently (and hope to spend the rest of my life) with. It's just weird and creepy all wrapped into one. Hmmm, you probably need a bit of background information for this story.
My "best friend" started working in the field of education. The same place where my mother works.... anyways! That's another story. So, other people were hired at the same time, which was how she met my boyfriend's ex. We didn't know that was my boyfriend's ex until September, when I put all the pieces of the puzzle together I realized who she was. My friend asked her and viola! it was her. So, they hang out because they work next to each other & they go for coffee runs & lunch together, which is cool. You can be friends with anyone you want.
So shortly after figuring out about the ex, my "friend" had a stupid fight with her boyfriend at a party that we all were at. Well everyone got involved in this fight and I basically ended up having a fight with my "friend." She was very mad at me that night, and ended up yelling and swearing at me. So, we had an argument, we made up and long story short, several months later she's still mad at me.
Now back to the recent present (is it possible to have a recent present though?).
So, we haven't really talked in a while. I bought her a Christmas gift and everything but haven't really talked to her. I tried extending a couple of olive branches, however they weren't always accepted. Did I metion that we are both members at the same gym? During the Christmas break I decided to go to the gym to take one of the classes that was offered during the day. Lo and behold, whom do I see at the gym taking the same class? Her and the ex.
Now I'm sorry, I may be from a different planet, but where I come from that's considered an insult! And she totally replaced me with the ex. Lent her all the same equipment that she lent me when I joined the gym with her the year before. And maybe I'm expecting too much from a friend of 10 years+, but I do expect that you don't do THAT to me. I felt betrayed.
Oh, please note, I didn't have 100% proof that the girl was the ex. Upon later inqury at the gym a few days later, I found out that it was the ex and not only did she use a guest pass that day, but she signed up for that gym for a year! Nice!
So, now my "best friend" has replaced me with my boyfriend's ex and I'm SUPER peeved. So, I asked my mother to give her the Christmas gift I bought her. I know, a bit childish, maybe a bit rude, but I couldn't stand seeing it in my room. A reminder of the betrayal perhaps?
My mother gave her the gift and of course they proceeded to have a conversation. She was shocked that she got the gift from my Mother, as she hoped to exchange gifts together in person. She the admitted to my mother (on a frequent basis she involves my Mother, which doesn't tickle me pink) that she saw me at the gym and was SO upset that I didn't come up to her and say hi! All the while, skipping over the fact that the ex was with her!
That night my mother comes home and lectures me to high hell about "being rude to friends who love and miss you SO much." I then told my Mother who was with her and the subject was dropped (sweet victory! 1 point for me!).
She then decides to actually contact me (for the first time in MONTHS) via e-mail. Anyways, it's this big, dirty, long e-mail about how she is still mad at me, but not the other two friends at the party or her boyfriend, for how I acted during her "incident" at the party. She then goes on to say that she doesn't tolerate rudeness from friends and blah, blah, blah! So, I decided to write her back. Hey! During the festivis season, do we not have the airing of greviances?
And it wasn't pretty.... at all. I told her that I felt that she would "probably perfer a venearal disease than calling me." And I just realized that I spelt in wrong in the e-mail! Opps! Hopefully my excessive anger will allow the spelling mistakes to be over looked. Then again, probably not! I also told her that I thought that SHE was rude, by bringing ex to the gym as my replacement. Well, when all was said and done and I pushed send I felt GRRRRRREAT!!! Oh! You can't imagine how great!
That day she must have read and replied to the e-mail because around 12:30am I got a text message that said "I can't sleep. Check yer e-mail." Well, I was feeling great and really wanted to go to bed, so I ignored her text and went to bed. I woke up refreshed! Man, it was the first great sleep I had in weeks.
That leads me today. I have yet to check the e-mail. I didn't want to ruin my weekend and have to have discussions with tears in a public setting. But I have felt quite miserable. I'd been holding that in for days! I also don't want to involve my boyfriend (whom I always confide in) because I'm pretty sure that he doesn't want to know about the ex. There is a reason that the ex is the ex.
Anyways, that's all I have to say about that.
Angry out!
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