Ok, let me start off by admitting that I am absolutely not the smartest girl, or Asian(math). I will be the first to tell you that I am just average. I never excelled in spelling bees or entered contests for journals or poems. See, just average.
I CAN get quite nerdy at times. I guess I'm more anal or OCDish. But. One of my biggest pet peeves???? People, mainly men, who can't spell or write a proper CORRECT sentence. I mean, it can be the simpliest reply or statement and it's f-n wrong. I don't think you need to be a genius. I'm just curious. Don't you read what you write?! Do you see that what you JUST typed makes no F-N sense?!!! For instance, the word you JUST wrote....can you even pronounce it?!
It's so annoying. It totally angers me! Arg!!! I won't reply or answer or comment to many people because of this. It's one thing if you abbreviate and I can't even give them that excuse!
I remember being on a singles dating site. Yes, we've all done it. And I recall not replying to 90% of them. Mainly because of grammar & spelling, which is terrible. And of course "hi you're hot" simply won't make me feel the sudden urge to hook up and set up a date.
Soooo...for the few of you that I remain friends with....read what you send me. It might be why I don't respond.
I feel like a bitch but damn that's annoying!!!!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Clique cliches
I hate that I never fit in a group. It can either be my gym, work, other moms, ANY social circle. I'm never ever ever part of clique.
It's been like this since grade school, high school, college. I have always been the odd one out. I don't know why or what it is. I don't fit in anywhere. Some people think I'm odd because I DO speak my mind, and I DONT give a shit what people think. I don't try to conform.
I guess maybe I should because I find myself with sooooo many friends but I'm never invited anywhere. I'm in group pictures only because I'm with friends of my bf or I just happen to be there. And even then, I feel like I don't belong. Living in Florida, I find it even harder to find really good friends.
It sucks. Always feeling alone. But there are times I absolutely love it. I hate drama, I hate gossip, I hate hearing about dumb complaints. I don't mind being a listener, but if you're bitching that you're broke and you just went on a shopping spree, shut up. If you think you're fat and refuse to change your eating habits shut up. It's crap I hate listening to. My refusal to listen to crap might be why I have no friends.
Plus, my life is surrounded by my 3 kids, 2 dogs and my bf. Everyone is either my age and now just starting a family or have kids my age but much older. The ones I can go party with, are all younger.
I just never fit anywhere. I'm me. But I love me. So everyone else can kiss my ass. :D
It's been like this since grade school, high school, college. I have always been the odd one out. I don't know why or what it is. I don't fit in anywhere. Some people think I'm odd because I DO speak my mind, and I DONT give a shit what people think. I don't try to conform.
I guess maybe I should because I find myself with sooooo many friends but I'm never invited anywhere. I'm in group pictures only because I'm with friends of my bf or I just happen to be there. And even then, I feel like I don't belong. Living in Florida, I find it even harder to find really good friends.
It sucks. Always feeling alone. But there are times I absolutely love it. I hate drama, I hate gossip, I hate hearing about dumb complaints. I don't mind being a listener, but if you're bitching that you're broke and you just went on a shopping spree, shut up. If you think you're fat and refuse to change your eating habits shut up. It's crap I hate listening to. My refusal to listen to crap might be why I have no friends.
Plus, my life is surrounded by my 3 kids, 2 dogs and my bf. Everyone is either my age and now just starting a family or have kids my age but much older. The ones I can go party with, are all younger.
I just never fit anywhere. I'm me. But I love me. So everyone else can kiss my ass. :D
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Deathiversary
Is it horrible of me to not give a flying poo that this month is not only my bday, but the anniversary of the death of my asshole late husband? I'll call it a deathiversary.
He was a jackass loser when he was alive and I was young, dumb and naive when I got pregnant and married his nasty ass. There are times it makes me sad but moments later, I remember what a true shitbag he was. Wasn't even a good father or a provider. Seriously. Not even a good fuck. WTF was I doing?!!! Oh yea, trying to prove to eveyone that he WASNT a scumbag. I wasted years.
Now I try to tell every young girl I meet, "go live your life and don't get caught up in a fairytale that'll never happen". Maybe I'm wrong because I'm bitter.
I hid my bday on facebook and every other site where it might publicly list my dreaded 35th. I was hoping to be married at least. By now. That eventhough the goals I planned when I was younger fucked up, that I would still manage to keep a man/companion that would want the same commitment. I'm attractive and although I have my 3 kids, I hear stories of women being swept off their feet with 3-4kids of their own and the guy doesn't want more and is ok with it.
But who am I kidding? No one is old fashioned like me anymore. I believe in love, marriage, monogamy. I believe in working and sorting out hard times. I feel those are what makes relationships special. I'm starting to feel that era has faded. And I'm looking for the impossible.
I'm going to be 35. And my hopes of seeing my long term bf on one knee is blurry. It hurts.
All I want, is live my life. Raise my kids so they won't be dependent on me. And I will be able to travel and roam the world like I planned. But. I destroyed every possible door. I admit my wrong choices. I do have 3 wonderfully pain in the ass kids that has helped me through a lot of obstacles and they don't know that yet. In time. So....in a few weeks. I'm 35. And nothing in my life is where I want it.
He was a jackass loser when he was alive and I was young, dumb and naive when I got pregnant and married his nasty ass. There are times it makes me sad but moments later, I remember what a true shitbag he was. Wasn't even a good father or a provider. Seriously. Not even a good fuck. WTF was I doing?!!! Oh yea, trying to prove to eveyone that he WASNT a scumbag. I wasted years.
Now I try to tell every young girl I meet, "go live your life and don't get caught up in a fairytale that'll never happen". Maybe I'm wrong because I'm bitter.
I hid my bday on facebook and every other site where it might publicly list my dreaded 35th. I was hoping to be married at least. By now. That eventhough the goals I planned when I was younger fucked up, that I would still manage to keep a man/companion that would want the same commitment. I'm attractive and although I have my 3 kids, I hear stories of women being swept off their feet with 3-4kids of their own and the guy doesn't want more and is ok with it.
But who am I kidding? No one is old fashioned like me anymore. I believe in love, marriage, monogamy. I believe in working and sorting out hard times. I feel those are what makes relationships special. I'm starting to feel that era has faded. And I'm looking for the impossible.
I'm going to be 35. And my hopes of seeing my long term bf on one knee is blurry. It hurts.
All I want, is live my life. Raise my kids so they won't be dependent on me. And I will be able to travel and roam the world like I planned. But. I destroyed every possible door. I admit my wrong choices. I do have 3 wonderfully pain in the ass kids that has helped me through a lot of obstacles and they don't know that yet. In time. So....in a few weeks. I'm 35. And nothing in my life is where I want it.
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