Starting out a little bit early since I know later on it's ganna get awkward. So much to talk so little time
Today, let's see, it was an aight day. I can't really argue, I just wished I managed my time a little bit better. I kinda sorta called out from work today. Lied to my boss and told her that my street wasn't cleaned yet and that both parents refused to drive me to work. She got angry but honeslty, I wasn't ready to go back to work. I LOVE working at Starbucks because of my crew. They make my day so much more better and brighter. It's the customers that I can't take anymore. I go to other Starbucks and see the customers so cheery and happy and nice that I wanna keep working at Starbucks but my own customers just make my life like shit. I mean I don't take crap from no one. So I speak up without knowing, the problem is when I KNOW I'm talking back at them. I get nervous because let's face it, I can get fired cuz "the customer is always right". Whatever, they can suck it. I always want to call out or stab someone in the eye.
Her. She is this new problem that came into my life. Honestly, she is a little girl. Age 17. I'm not ganna lie, I feel bad for her. Her mother is a gold digger and everyone knows it. Her mom has gotten married a total of 6 times and cheated on 2 of them. I'm pretty sure she knows, she just doesn't want to deal with it or notice it. Her father left them when she was 5 or 6. Which led her mom to move back to the homeland. She grew up there as a princess whatever she wanted she got. When she turned 15 she asked my parents to fork over $500 for her party. Did my parents have the money? No but they forked it over. Naturally I got angry and went on facebook to rant not caring if she read. She asked my parents permission to come on over to study here in the states. Honestly, I had no problem with this. I should have known better.
She brings in these raw emotions and she is sending me on a wild roller coaster ride. *sighs* this will be another topic for another day. Just know that we clash too much. As of right now, I only talk to her when needed other than that I don't really talk to her. I mean what the fuck am I supposed to talk to her about? We don't like the same things and like I said she is just a fuckin princess.
Anyways, as soon as I saw her walk in I came to my room and got my things to shower. After my shower my niece wanted to play kingdom hearts with me but OTHERS wanted to play the Wii so instead I awkwardly waited until it was our time to play with the PS2. Again miss princess ruins everything (again I will save this for another day).
I should add that miss princess has a partner in crime, my oldest brother. Now, my oldest brother is a different story on it's own. With a dark past. Something I'm not ready to talk about, something that I will slowly open up and tell the world. Because of these two always being together and talking and all that jazz, it brings back unwanted memories. It makes me feel insecure and most importantly, it makes me hate my room and my home. Again all of this will be for a future post. Right now I want to talk about my day and the emotions of this day.
While playing the Wii they made my niece feel insecure something I don't like at all. In the end they left to go to the gym and left us alone. So we ended up playing Kingdom Hearts for a total of 2-3 hours. Something I was not planning on doing. So it set me back on a few things I wanted to get done today but hey at least I got 2 out of 5 things done. Now here I am on the computer writing about my day.
After I had posted my blog (i should name it something, make it personal) post yesterday, I saw that my friend commented on it (which reminds me she texted me and I never replied o.o forgive me). It made it happy knowing that someone out there still cared (yes I know there are a few of you that care and are willing to help me through whatever I'm going through. You must admit though, it's hard asking for help and it's also hard realizing that you need someone to talk to. Sometimes emotions can be so strong that they get the best in you). She started her own blog thingy as well. FIGHTING chingu!!! Besides her, I got a txt from another friend I don't usually talk to but it made me warm inside. It got to the point that we were talking about things we usually don't talk about. Though it was short, it helped to know that there were others willing to listen.
I might be old. I might be 234823908 years older than them all but honestly, sometimes I wonder why they want to talk to someone like me. Why be my friend. Just why? A lot goes into this head of mine but in the end I shake it off because they are just like me. Humans that need friendship. Humans that long for the same thing, happiness. Somehow we found each other in this big world and we made it work no matter the distance. For a set of friends that have been with me for the past 7-8 years, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for sticking with my stupidity and idiotic self. For my new chingus, please bear (yeah i know i used the wrong one but hey, it wouldn't me if I didn't do it) with me. I know I can get on your nerves with my thoughts and words but I'm trying.
I think I dragged this for too long now. Tomorrow is a new day, a new journey, a new story and more emotions.
Until then, Look up to the sky and smile a little. The sun is smiling right at you, telling you that everything will be alright.
