1. If you're going to offer to help someone, then don't talk shit about them behind their back.
I have been going through a scenario with a now former friend, whom I used to carpool with, and occasionally would watch my daughter for me. This person OFFERED help, and I was greatful and took it.
Later on I found out through another gf that she'd been going to this person and talking shit about me, saying how she is so glad she doesnt have to take me anywhere anymore, and I need to get a license etc. etc. (well no shit bitch), and just recently, well actually yesterday, I find out after I just came back from Coachella in Cali, that she was talking shit about me again, because I went to California.
Basically my gf thought that me and said person were still carpooling, and told her I was in Cali, to which she responded "What's in Cali? Oh she can afford to go to Cali?" WTF? Yes it's called TAX REFUND and what's in Cali is my motherfucking business.
Mind you I should inform you that: A. This chick talks shit about ALL of her friends, people she grew up with, people she's met, EVERYONE.
So basically, I've decided to cut off all communication/interaction with this person, because if I ever offered to help someone (which I have in the past) I don't talk shit about them behind their back. Furthermore she made the mistake of saying all these things to a friend of mine (my gf that told me all this?) whom number one, I've known longer than I've known her trifling ass and I am closer to. And number two she made the mistake of thinking she could talk shit about me to her, and thinking she wouldn't tell me. BIG MISTAKE.
The type of person she is, is materialistic, shallow, and she bases her opinions of people on what they have or don't have, and thinks that because she has a house, has a car and a degree, that that gives her the right to talk about people.
If I were a trifling catty bitch? I'd tell her that if she looked in the mirror she'd find that she didn't have room to talk about anybody; you're not only ugly on the outside, but you're ugly on the inside; no man worth having wants you and that's why you deal with broke deadbeat motherfuckers who just got out of jail and can't hold down a job. You always talk about how you never have sex with any man in the house around your daughter, which is a lie because you let that broke motherfucker you're sleeping with stay at the crib even when your daughter is there.
Listen, I might be broke, might be trifling cuz I don't drive, might not be where I need to be financially... but I don't deal with trifling mofoes (I'd rather be single), I'm not that desperate to have a man that I'll lay down and take the most available scrub off the street, I don't invite men to my house, sleep with them, and then wonder why they don't call me, I don't chase any man, and you might have a car, and a house, and a degree, but you have no class, and no respect for yourself, and a fucked up mentality. AND I treat my friends equally and don't talk shit about them regardless of what they may or may not have, because I know how to be a friend, and I know what it means to be a friend. And you fucking disgust me.
So you can keep your car, keep your house, keep your degree, and your fucked up mentality, and go fuck yourself. But do me a favor and keep my name out of your mouth the next time you talk to my girl, because truth be told she doesn't like you either.
OKAY!!! You have no idea how much this has upset me, yeah... I felt like shit last night.
On top of that I broke down and had a crying fit because of some "other" issues I was having that are spiritually related so I care not to go into them.
Hmm... let's see what else:
1. My ass looks huge today.
2. My boobs look huge today.
3. My hair looks like shit and when I woke up this morning I looked like Chaka Khan.
4. Guess who Salt, Pepa, and Spin-Der-Ella are? LOL
5. I had another night of fitful sleep.
6. I found out that The Magic Bag and the nightclub across the street from my daughters school are hiring.... so wish me luck.
7. My daughter wrote a book. It's awsome and I'm going to scan it and blog it very soon.
Other than that I think I'm going to go jump off a bridge.
I did label that first one... number 1 didn't I? Sue me. LOL
