Words of Jerico Came Tumbling Down

Sep 12, 2006 17:00

Dear Diary,

So every one is going to read this. I am getting smothered left and right by every thing. Book hasn't come in, sleep is getting to me, not eating right. Have people blowing up in my face left and right. I can't really take it. I want some there to talk to but no one is. Bro is fine about me and her and everything, but I hardly ever see Sugar any more. I mean I have seen her one in the past two weeks. Simple, some things are, most things are not. Little Miss sunshine thinks she can just play both sides of a fence and get away with it. That is frustrating me more then any thing. Then manager over hearing conversation which I didn't have. Good god man, mind your own business stop trying to ruin things. I think he is just worried about what happened to Miss Rabbit and I. Ugh apparently ever one at works thinks I sleep around with the staff. Don't blame me for being charasmatic. I mean stupid GF is hiring all of them for himself. Don't look at me. I am just trying to do my job and have a little fun in the process. I am done saying what ever I want cause it gets me in trouble on every thing. I can't really write in here like I want to cause of how people react to things. I mean I am not kosher with what my brother did/does. Cause I know you are going to read this. I since high school have felt in your shadow. Girls go from me to you, 6 cases of that. Twice this summer they have gone from you to me and that was never my intention just how it worked out. But the big thing bro, is you don't bad mouth your friends, especially your brother. I don't bad mouth you to my friends or my girl. I have always told them my whole middle child complex where I think you are better then me, or now just different from me. So I don't care what you do in your life or what you think about me. But trash talking me behind my back to people hurts, and that is why I am still not kosher with you.

I want to go to the barmitsfah in ny just to say that I have been to one, and that I actually can use the word kosher. The ancient city of Jerico was made out of mud. Yet the walls of Jerico were made out of stone. I find it facinating that they used stone for the walls and not their houses. Proves they wanted to have security, some form of defences, though they always cam a tumblin' down.

Relationships aren't simple. Even mistress, though lessened, have drama. Knowledge is Power. Farewell...
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