Women Problems!
I'm just gonna do a lot of b*tching in this post. I just have a need to tell this to someone. You don't have to read it if you don't wanna.
Even though yesterday and today were pretty good days, Sunday was not such a great day. First off, while we were at church, someone broke into my mom's car to steal the radio. They also smashed up the dash to do it and ripped the middle of the back seat off. That sucks, but that happens in Miami. My mom is all stressing out about it. That day, I was already in a bad mood, and that just worsened my mood. I started off the day in a relatively good mood. When I first got out of mass, I talked to a few friends. I was mainly talking to my friend Joey. A little background on Joey: He's a classmate of mine, and his mom is very active in the church activities, so through her, he knows A LOT of the people at mass. Besides that, all the girls there think he's all hot and stuff. (I wouldn't know). So, continuing with the story: We're talking after mass. I said hi to a friend of his from Southridge, but usually, I keep away when he talks to his friends. I'm not one to invade in other people's space. While we were talking, he decides to interrupt our conversation cand call for a girl named Isabel. She walks over with her friend and they talk to each other for a little bit. I stood against the gate and minded my own business. The whole time, Isabel's friend kept looking at me and Isabel was glancing at me. I was wondering what that was all about. Well, when their conversation ended, they weren't even 3 steps away when Isabel's friend told her "eww, he's ugly." I knew that she was talking about me and not Joey because first of all, they both know Joey, so she would have no reason to say that about him. Second of all, she was staring at me the whole time while Joey and Isabel were talking. So, there goes any bit of self confidence I had. I was wondering why? What the hell would be the point for saying something like that? I don't know what the hell would make someone say that except to be an asshole. Well, that pissed me off. Many times, I listen to girls say how guys are assholes, guys are dogs, guys are this guys are that. I always hear about all the bad things guys do. Hell, within the last two months, I've talked to four people who say they don't like Columbus guys because they are assholes and jerks. I'm here to flip it and reverse it! I'm not gonna sit here and bash ALL women, but I am here to say that instead of sitting there and blaming everything on men, women should sit back and think of what they did. Arrgh! If it wasn't for the car, I'd be a lot more pissed off. I think I'm just giving up on women all together. I've tried and failed WAY too many times. Honestly, I've lost count on the amount of times I've been rejected. Now, I'm being rejected by standing against a gate. It seems I don't even have to put any effort into it. I think I'll just go and turn gay or something. Eww, no that's not for me (no offense if you are homosexual, it's just not me). I'll just become a priest or something. I think it's about damn time that I accepted that women and me just don't go together. On that bitter note, I'm going to bed.
Even though yesterday and today were pretty good days, Sunday was not such a great day. First off, while we were at church, someone broke into my mom's car to steal the radio. They also smashed up the dash to do it and ripped the middle of the back seat off. That sucks, but that happens in Miami. My mom is all stressing out about it. That day, I was already in a bad mood, and that just worsened my mood. I started off the day in a relatively good mood. When I first got out of mass, I talked to a few friends. I was mainly talking to my friend Joey. A little background on Joey: He's a classmate of mine, and his mom is very active in the church activities, so through her, he knows A LOT of the people at mass. Besides that, all the girls there think he's all hot and stuff. (I wouldn't know). So, continuing with the story: We're talking after mass. I said hi to a friend of his from Southridge, but usually, I keep away when he talks to his friends. I'm not one to invade in other people's space. While we were talking, he decides to interrupt our conversation cand call for a girl named Isabel. She walks over with her friend and they talk to each other for a little bit. I stood against the gate and minded my own business. The whole time, Isabel's friend kept looking at me and Isabel was glancing at me. I was wondering what that was all about. Well, when their conversation ended, they weren't even 3 steps away when Isabel's friend told her "eww, he's ugly." I knew that she was talking about me and not Joey because first of all, they both know Joey, so she would have no reason to say that about him. Second of all, she was staring at me the whole time while Joey and Isabel were talking. So, there goes any bit of self confidence I had. I was wondering why? What the hell would be the point for saying something like that? I don't know what the hell would make someone say that except to be an asshole. Well, that pissed me off. Many times, I listen to girls say how guys are assholes, guys are dogs, guys are this guys are that. I always hear about all the bad things guys do. Hell, within the last two months, I've talked to four people who say they don't like Columbus guys because they are assholes and jerks. I'm here to flip it and reverse it! I'm not gonna sit here and bash ALL women, but I am here to say that instead of sitting there and blaming everything on men, women should sit back and think of what they did. Arrgh! If it wasn't for the car, I'd be a lot more pissed off. I think I'm just giving up on women all together. I've tried and failed WAY too many times. Honestly, I've lost count on the amount of times I've been rejected. Now, I'm being rejected by standing against a gate. It seems I don't even have to put any effort into it. I think I'll just go and turn gay or something. Eww, no that's not for me (no offense if you are homosexual, it's just not me). I'll just become a priest or something. I think it's about damn time that I accepted that women and me just don't go together. On that bitter note, I'm going to bed.