Rats!
I am in such a bad mood today.
I had just spent two crappy days back home in Victoria. Many frustrating things happened: I had something stolen, I missed a bus, a ferry, and a seabus. I found out the real truth why a friend of mine ditched me a few weeks back, and the explanation she gave sickens me to the core. On my trip home I ran out of money when I was about an hour away, and had to call Joel to pick me up, who was very unhappy that I had awoken him at such an hour. And the whole reason for my trip back home was to attend a meeting, which had been cancelled, although no one bothered to let me know. So the entire trip was a good waste of money. The only thing that really pleased me was being able to see Jane again.
Last night while Joel was driving me home I was letting off steam. I was telling him that I am done with doing things for people. I spend 95% of my time doing things for other people, and about 90% of the time I dont even get a thankyou. I told Joel that whoever calls me next asking for a favour is going to get a big giant "No" from me. Ive been such a pushover that its time to stop this cycle and get on with doing things for myself, and getting my life back in control. No more favours from Jada. You can write that in your daybook if you want.
A moment after I made this speech to Joel, he told me that he volunteered me to take care of my friend Natalie's rat for the next three days. A Rat. And why do I have to take care of her Rat? Natalie is out of town, and apparently her apartment is infested with fleas and has to be fumagated. So her rat needs to get outta there. And in typical style, Natalie did what she always does when she needs a favour.. calls Joel and Jada. I know deep down in my heart Joel did his best to say no, as he's terrified of rats. But somehow Natalie got her way, and lucky me, I get to take care of her flea-infested rat. And I must mention that for some strange technical reason, this rat doesnt come with a cage. And I must also mention that I have a cat, who hates fleas, but loves rats if you know what I mean. And although I should be spending these next few days looking for a job, Im taking care of Natalie's fucking free-range, flea-infested rat* and hoping to high heaven my cat doesnt eat it for dinner.
So yeah, Im in a bad mood today. I love getting walked all over by my supposed friend, who demands favours of me even if I dont volunteer them. Well thats the last time. Trust me on this one. I will only do favours from now on only if you pay me, or if you have proven yourself to be gracious in the past.**
And that concludes the end of this rant.
*Technically I love rats, but only in the best of situations. When they have a cage, when they are healthy, and when they arent in my house.
**Of course, there will be some exceptions to this rule. I still have a kind heart. If any of my friends need help in any way, I am there for you. But if you're just using me like you always do, youre going to have to find someone else.
I had just spent two crappy days back home in Victoria. Many frustrating things happened: I had something stolen, I missed a bus, a ferry, and a seabus. I found out the real truth why a friend of mine ditched me a few weeks back, and the explanation she gave sickens me to the core. On my trip home I ran out of money when I was about an hour away, and had to call Joel to pick me up, who was very unhappy that I had awoken him at such an hour. And the whole reason for my trip back home was to attend a meeting, which had been cancelled, although no one bothered to let me know. So the entire trip was a good waste of money. The only thing that really pleased me was being able to see Jane again.
Last night while Joel was driving me home I was letting off steam. I was telling him that I am done with doing things for people. I spend 95% of my time doing things for other people, and about 90% of the time I dont even get a thankyou. I told Joel that whoever calls me next asking for a favour is going to get a big giant "No" from me. Ive been such a pushover that its time to stop this cycle and get on with doing things for myself, and getting my life back in control. No more favours from Jada. You can write that in your daybook if you want.
A moment after I made this speech to Joel, he told me that he volunteered me to take care of my friend Natalie's rat for the next three days. A Rat. And why do I have to take care of her Rat? Natalie is out of town, and apparently her apartment is infested with fleas and has to be fumagated. So her rat needs to get outta there. And in typical style, Natalie did what she always does when she needs a favour.. calls Joel and Jada. I know deep down in my heart Joel did his best to say no, as he's terrified of rats. But somehow Natalie got her way, and lucky me, I get to take care of her flea-infested rat. And I must mention that for some strange technical reason, this rat doesnt come with a cage. And I must also mention that I have a cat, who hates fleas, but loves rats if you know what I mean. And although I should be spending these next few days looking for a job, Im taking care of Natalie's fucking free-range, flea-infested rat* and hoping to high heaven my cat doesnt eat it for dinner.
So yeah, Im in a bad mood today. I love getting walked all over by my supposed friend, who demands favours of me even if I dont volunteer them. Well thats the last time. Trust me on this one. I will only do favours from now on only if you pay me, or if you have proven yourself to be gracious in the past.**
And that concludes the end of this rant.
*Technically I love rats, but only in the best of situations. When they have a cage, when they are healthy, and when they arent in my house.
**Of course, there will be some exceptions to this rule. I still have a kind heart. If any of my friends need help in any way, I am there for you. But if you're just using me like you always do, youre going to have to find someone else.