FRUSTRATION

I haven't been here in a while. So much has happened and I don't have time to write about it all. The real reason I decided to get out of bed on a Saturday before 10 is to blog about my recent frustrations with two people I'm constantly warned about.

First, a "friend" was out of town the entire summer. The day she was supposed to come back, we had a night out planned for her because we missed her. Only to find out that she wanted to spend the weekend with her aunt and her cousins. Even though she knew we had something planned, I didn't mind. I'd pick a weekend with family too. The only problem I had was that she didn't have the courtesy to tell us that she had changed her mind about going out. Thank goodness I didn't cook. Anyway, that was damn near two weeks ago and I have yet to hear from her. Now, I'm more than slightly offended. Do what you need to do, but be considerate of others that planned something for you and let them know what's going on. So after not hearing from her for a couple of days, I began to wonder if she was okay. In my former life, I swear I was a detective. So I signed on with an alternate screen name only to find out that my screen name had been blocked because there she was online. I like to think I give people the benefit of the doubt, but how many times before frustration lies in and you say fuck em? So here I am...I lowkey don't care. I wish her the best.

Second; Recently, I met this guy that for some reason has me intrigued. Usually when this happens, I don't tell people. I hate having people in my personal life because they would either use it against you, or go after the person whom you're interested in. (unless its someone who just knows better...this is why I will forever love my besties.) So I went out yesterday with this second "friend" and I invited the guy. And there she goes...off at the mouth. I can respect people's free nature. Those who don't really give a damn about what others think. But here's where I draw the line: everyone does not need to know about your sex life. The more you talk about it, the more "loose" you look. And to pass it off as "just being honest/real" doesn't cut it. Especially with the guy that your so-called friend is in to. Hence my away message for the previous night "that's why you don't tell bitches shit". And people wonder why its hard for me to trust others. When I trust people with a piece of information, it tends to backfire. Now I gotta do the Heisman and keep her at arm's length. TOO many people have warned me about her. In my mind, I figured that's just how she is. But damn...can we try a little bit of couth? So I was definitely pissed last night. Hence my recent frustrations.