Monday, November 7, 2011
Got a bit of some bad news today which just made me a bit more blue. The weekend was weird, starting with a fight with my boyfriend or ex-boyfriend, not sure where I stand in his book now. Yet, today I realized that it's really me in all my fail relationships. I'm a fucking bitch!!! I let little things get to me, I go from being mad to just being completely ugly in less then 2 minutes. I have become a jealous person, comparing myself to other people and being annoyed with their success.
This morning while at the doctor's office getting more bad news, I received a text.
The doctor chatting it up about my liver and my friend texting about a post I made on facebook that they didn't like. At this point I just didn't give a fuck and could care less about what I should and how I should say things to others. You are probably asking yourself , "well didn't you just mention that you want to become a better person?"
I do, and I will try. First we all have choices. I choose to not let little things get to me anymore!
I choose to get a real life and not sit my fat ass on Facebook all the time.
I choose to not care if people like me or if I'm saying the appropriate things to them so they can like me.
I will not compare my life to others and will be happy with what I'm doing.
I will be more patient and count to a thousand if needed.
and now you might think that I'm wasting my time writing this junk, however I'm venting and I don't care if my spelling and grammar are that of a second grader.
Today I start with keeping it real.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
I'm glad I found a new daredevil friend at the new job, with out thinking twice she agreed. That night we searched for cheap and available rooms and after an hour of bing, hotel.com, and priceline, the Marriot agreed to my $95 bid. We went to work on Saturday morning and clocked out at exactly 2:30 p.m. The usual 3 hour drive took only 2 hours and 15 minutes it was probably due to the great company, the six pack of beer, the chocolate pretzel or the cheese puffs.
At the Marriot no ideas, no plan, but ready for a party! Gotta' start early who knows how pricey drinks will be. Lagunitas Pale Ale yummy stuff! Found the redbull party, the line was super long. No time for standing still "WE WANT TO DANCE!!"
Decided to go to the front of the line and just cut as soon as the line started to move. The music was great, a little mix of hip hop, fist pumping, and old school dancing. One thing that annoyed me was the b-boys on the left side of the stage. Way to cocky and I've seen better moves. A girl tried to get up on the stage and danced and was quickly pushed down by the boys, maybe I'm use to the sweetnest of my Houston guys who will invite anyone to the dance floor because after all it's a party! Got to listen to DJ Jazzy Jeff and a a song or two from De La Soul.
The guys are hot and the music is insane. Pura Gozadera!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rj3p66JnUPA