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!