Lost Sympathy
At this exact moment I am watching the show Lie to Me and I can’t help but wish I was able to tell when others were lying by hand movements and facial expressions. That would be nice.
I am in a little predicament. I have a test later today in Web Design. I haven’t studied. At all. I also have a painting due tomorrow before my test. And now what am I doing at the moment? Well Lie to Me just finished, and I am updating my blog now stopping every now and then to straighten my hair. -_- I really do need to learn how to use my time wisely. Because if I don’t I will keep getting myself into these situations with my classes. Bleh I mean I already stay up half the night reading so its not like I would get more sleep if I did use my time wisely. >_< But I felt like I should take time to update my blog right now because I haven’t updated a lot this month and I felt like something was missing because of it. So here I am updating about procrastinating. Among the other things I keep putting off are sending my best friend her care package. Sorry about that Missy. I keep putting it off because truth be told I haven’t quite finished stuffing it with enough things to make you smile. I mean I know I can send multiple packages at different times but I want the first package to be epically awesome. ^_^ So just know it will get to you as soon as I deem it worthy.
Ok so I am extremely pissed at the idiot that is my cousin Gabby. But she is no longer my cousin, yup I disown her as a member of my family. I no longer want anything to do with her nor do I care what happens to her in the future. I am passed caring. As children we didn’t always see each other and when we did we never got along. She was usually busy conning me out of something I owned. Thankfully, as I got older I started using the complex organ known as my brain; and when she and her family moved into my home, (after a number of years of not seeing each other) I got smart. Which is more than I can say for her. Now I’m sure you’re thinking, “Gosh what a harsh bitch.” But you see I’m not being harsh. I am merely speaking the truth. Now I am aware that it is pretty bitchy sounding but true nonetheless. Also you have no idea what type of person she is. I have updated about her before. Except in my previous entries she remained nameless. I had some common decency. However, now any sympathy I had for her is long gone. I don’t really want to get into explaining the idiocy that is Gabby so I wont. I just felt the need to vent the anger I have towards her. I am tired of being related to an idiotic narcissist. In her small not fully developed brain, lies nothing but thoughts concerning herself. Yes I know duh a person thinks of themselves often because…well we can’t help that. But when it comes to family and friends? No only Gabby herself has pain. No one else in the world exist or feels anything. I have also had it up to here with how she treats her mother. Her mother is my mom’s twin sister. And she just so happens to be my favorite Aunt. And I don’t like it when my family is being mistreated. Especially if its by another family member. (But she no longer a member of my family) Now some of you might think, (not implying that there are a ton of people that read my blog) ” Aren’t you afraid of Gabby reading this entry?” Now that thought has crossed my mind but not in fear. No I hope she does read it. So she knows not to call me or IM or any other form of communication. But of course she won’t read this entry because even though it is about her she has too many other “important” things in her life to worry about. Like moving in with an older man to live the life of luxury. You see, Gabby is still stuck with the idea that happiness is only measured by having someone to f***. (Pardon my language. Normally I would just type out the word. But some common decency remains.) So instead of helping her mother, she plans to move in with a guy she ( for all I know) barely knows. Who is in fact her rebound guy. And thinks tra la la la everything will be fine. What she doesn’t see is that people get bored easily. Most of those people happen to be men.(Knock on wood when I say this. Damn you decency) And when rebound guy gets bored he is is gonna want someone else to measure his happiness. (corny I know sorry about that) Meaning he will no longer desire her taking up space in his apartment. IT IS THE 21st CENTURY DAMMIT! Women do not require men to live a happy life. I mean yes falling in love is what most women dream about. And I’m not saying I don’t wish to find that but I’m not going to fret about it now. Plus Gabby is confusing love with sex so she doesn’t fall under the sane women category.
So here is a message to my no longer cousin Gabby: Do not talk to me. Ever. I think you are past redeeming yourself. I find your selfishness tiresome and I want nothing more to do with you. I hope moving in with your current lay is worth it. And I’m not really sorry if this hurts your feelings, but lets face it we both know my words have hurt you before. But thats when I was holding back. I know this is somewhat immature and new levels of bitchy for me. But I have held my tongue too long. Judging isn’t a good thing to do. But I am merely human and I can’t help that. I just usually kept what I thought of you to myself. Well and among a few others. I really did hope you would somehow change your perspective on life and for the love of chocolate put someone else before yourself. Because f.y.i. there are other things in your life, besides guys and sex. Which to me is all you seem to care about. This isn’t to start a high school dramatic war, it was merely my last attempt to get through to you. And the last words you will hear from me. Even though I do wish to tell you so much more in person. Only I can’t handle the thought of you let alone the sight of you. Do try to take care of your health. (Theres that decency again. Damn.)
Well I should finish my hair and my painting. I let my rant exceed its limit. And I must say I feel better. Blogging about my anger has a nice after taste. (That sounds weird.) It leaves me feeling refresh. I want to take this time to apologies to my aunt if she for some reason finds and reads this entry. I’m sorry I wrote horrible things about your daughter. But I mean every word of it. And I want you to know, I love you unconditionally and expect nothing in return.
