I don’t want to join this conversation, but I’m going to.
I think the obvious reason why there is so much racial tension between white people and black people is we all wish we were Asian.
Well my ex just contacted me… again… talked to her for all of but 5 minutes and she asked why the hell I was being rude…
Why do you think you fucking moron?
That’s weird, my friend I mentioned earlier did almost exactly the same thing haha she messaged me at like 1 am and it went like:
“Chris?”
“Mhm?”
“Hi.”
“Hello.”
45 minutes later
“How are you?”
“Ok enough. You?”
30 minutes later I say:
“Alright, well goodnight. Talk to you later.”
A few minutes later
“Geez I’m sorry, I was watching Netflix. You don’t hafta be mean, I know you’re mad at me.”
I didn’t even bother responding xD I wasn’t venting any anger out at her (tho I wasn’t thrilled either) I was just tired cuz it was like 3 am almost and I’d been awake since 10 am.
Enh. I cut her off permanently after the convo ended. Pretty much said to her to stay out of my life, and that I don’t need to deal with her, period.
The convo pretty much went after a series of texts - she was fucking with me, and I don’t like to peddle around the bush - I basically said: “I don’t know who you are. Give me a name. If you know who I am, stop fucking around. You know that I’m a no bullshit kind of person.”
After that I looked up the number and it was coming from TX, that’s where my ex lives now so it gave me a clue, looked up her number and printed out her name on the screen, annnd thennn she called me (paraphrasing here):
Me: “Good Evening,”
Her: “Hai!”
I muttered: “You don’t get in touch for two fucking years and that’s what you greet me with…?”
Her: “Well you seem mad…”
Me: “You pretty much cheated on me,”
Her: “I didn’t cheat on you, I’d have told you if I did,”
Me: “That’s from your point of view,”
Her: “Jesus, you’re being rude,”
Me: “What the fuck did you expect after you practically stabbed me in the back?!”
Her: “Fine I’ll call back later or something.”
Me (I calmed myself down enough to talk to her regularly at that point): “No, no, you wanted to talk to me, I’ll deal with it for now,”
Asked her about life and such for about 5 minutes, and went back and forth before I brought up the relationship pretty much after saying she was single again: “If you want a relationship with me, it ain’t gonna happen, maybe a long time ago, but now, you’re barking up the wrong tree.”
Her: “There’s no reason that exes can’t get back together or be friends,”
Me: “I honestly don’t think I can find it in myself to forgive you.”
Went on for a few more minutes like that before I bid her good night. After that I texted her basically saying; “I don’t want this drama in my life, I wish you and your kid luck, but I don’t want you in my life.”
Left it with that, cut off her number, so she can’t text me or call me at all. Same with my social media accounts. Just finished a round and I’m still fucking irritated. I keep thinking about it and it’s making me want to tear my hair out.
I understand that. There’s not much else you can do tho, she made her choice and you did what you had to do. Eventually you’ll be all good, even tho you feel irritated right now. That’s how I felt too, for quite some time, before I realized how much better it was now that I’d realized the truth and gotten rid of something that had been hurting me.
I talked it over with my friend, so I’m a bit more level-headed now. She was a little more flirty tonight than usual, little creepy, but hey I don’t mind. lol
okay, i rescued a cat from the street and she’s really cute and all
but
damnit leeloo, let me sleep D:
I had a kitty for the first night once, and he kept crawling up to the top of my bed to snuggle with my face. Having school the next morning, I kept plopping him down at the foot of the bed… and he would restart the journey.
Eventually twelve-year-old me lost patience and plopped him on the floor with a laundry basket inverted atop him as a makeshift cage. He didn’t like that very much, made quite a ruckus… anyway later I let him out of it…
and every night after that, he slept at the foot of my bed. And when I did care for snuggles, he would return to the foot of the bed by his own volition for the next six years, avoiding the upper-body half of the bed entirely.
Please, don’t make my mistakes !
This saying exists for a reason:
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, fuck you!
FYI: I was talking about the friend being more flirty than usual, not the ex (though she was calling me a pet name initially and I wasn’t terribly happy about that either). The friend tends to be shy when it comes to romantic matters, that’s why it was a bit bemusing for me.
The friend I mentioned isn’t the ex. Different person altogether, but yeah, I get the jist, not interested in ex in the least; like I said I cut her off.
Yep, I like this one better.
I think we have a winnar. Yes, it was intentional.
Oh Bush. How we loved to laugh at you.
It was. The new thing is making fun of the idiot government at large (regardless of country) not just your leaders.
Don’t you dare make fun of the new president, people’ll start stealing shit and burning down houses.
alright alright, I’ll stop I’LL STOP[/SIZE]
So… my vehicle tried to commit homicide on me this morning. Spun out in the middle of an intersection trying to take a turn (I didn’t stamp on the accelerator or drive recklessly). Luckily didn’t hit anyone or anything, just ran over a median.
Oh shit, glad you are okay man.
Thanks. The car’s fine for the most part, one of the ratchets seems to have gotten stuck on the break is what my mechanic says. I’ll get it checked out tomorrow since I don’t have much time today, it drove fine after the incident. I checked the underbelly myself, and nothing seemed out of place. Better to get it checked than not, so I’ll be spending a few hours there after classes and such.