I have a confession to make...
I like drama... Big or small. Short or tall. Come one. Come all. It's drama time y'all. So I was at work one day, talking to the manager. Goofin' he is no more than like 3 years older than me so we can talk about life and have similar experiences and can give perspectives. I look up and low and behold here comes my ex( a former employee) Let me explain to you me and him started officially talking on my 18th birthday and by time i had turned 19 I was over the dramatic ass situation. My ex "D" is not black. He is actually Half White and Asian. I liked him cause he was different, well not really. He was just the token wannabe black guy. Anyways things were cool when we initially started talking then my father found out, and made life and seeing D difficult. Anyway the reason why it ended was because I was in school met a new guy ( who played a bigger role in my life than i expected) Not to mention he thought i was cheating on him....( Yeah will blog that too).
Anyway back to the story. He sees me and I see him, coulda sworn water was under the bridge after all this time and finally becoming civil. This dude wants to act salty and shake his head when he sees me... Let's not bring up the fact that before me this dude did not know what a polo was and almost dropped outta high school( which he eventually did) But the blasphemy of this clown shaking his head when he sees me. I laughed at him, like always because this clown is a joke. I should tell you about his underage girlfriend saying I'm jealous of her... lol... o yes I'm so jealous that i don't have a boyfriend who is 21 years old, living at home with his parents, with no diploma, who is working in fast food. He sounds like the man of my dreams. Get the eff out.( Will blog about that too.)
I don't feel bad though, because he acts like this towards all his exes. He feels some type of way because he said all that ish that gets normal girls all vulnerable and open. Me? not phased. He definitely tried and failed miserably...plus i heard he was a jack rabbit if you catch my drift, glad i didn't waste my time!
Showing posts with label Sprung. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sprung. Show all posts
Monday, March 30, 2009
Confessions...
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Annoyedom,
hahahaha,
Haters,
Let's be Honest,
Really?,
Relationships,
Salty,
Sprung,
WOOOOOW
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
...I am not your average chick!
I constantly ask myself, why do you act like a guy? Why can’t you just catch feelings like a normal chick? In my opinion there are three types of people in relationships, the played, the players, and those who try to play but get caught. I am a player after all relationships are just a game really. And what is game? It’s strategy! Everything in life is about strategy; if you don’t have the right strategy then you will lose and be a simp. Being sprung… well that happens to us all. Please never say never, because the day you say never is the day that karma determines you are about to be her new bussit baby! Lol. I have been influenced by real life. True story many people don’t know what they want and when you don’t set clear boundaries, problems ensue. You can say you aren’t mad when things fall short of your expectations, but the reality of the situation we all become disenchanted, because in the back of our minds we all know (male or female) we wondered what could be! So in reality, it is more beneficial to be guy minded. I rarely catch feelings, I think if I were really a guy people would say that I am an asshole. Cuz I’ve been told that I am an asshole for the way that I treat guys. So in fact, are they calling themselves assholes because that’s the way they treat girls? hmmmm I tried to remedy that in the past, but I don’t see the point when I tried acting like a girl, it just didn’t feel right o yeah and I was acting real simp. “Say that I’m simpin, sprung, all of the above.”- Neyo
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