something that can make you do wrong, make you do right
it turns out i got about $7,000 in grant money. as in, money i don't have to pay back in 4 years. =D three cheers for sweet divorce!
my mom is such a skank, lmao. she's in vegas with some guy she met 3 years ago but didn't date because she was married, but they stayed friends. she told me they're staying in a 2 room suite and i'm like LOL what am i? 12? bitch i know you lying. so funny. and i asked her if her "friend" [who is much more of a boyfriend that anything else] knows about it, and she's like hell to the no! i just laughed at her. i love her.
in other, wonderful news, i really think i might be getting over that nasty tramp serenity. it makes me smile. =)
in much sadder news, i think that might be one of the reasons paco is mad at me. because he's heard me calling her a greedy selfish skank, or something along those lines, and since that's his "wife" he's got loyalty to her. which, i think, is childish petty bullshit. throughout all the shit between gabby and krystelle, i never felt the need to pick one. because they're both great people that i love. and that's really not my style. but hey, i'm not gonna stress myself out over it anymore. like my grandma says, focus on what you do have, not what you don't. besides, it's not like paco gives a shit that i'm hurting and feeling abandoned. it's not like he cares enough to reply to my myspace/facebook/yahoo messages, so really, whatever. and i know i'm putting my friends in a certain position by making this known, but honestly i don't give a shit. if the boy hasn't done anything to you, by all means be friends with him. i still think he's a sweetheart and i love him and i'm not trying to turn anyone against him.
what else? uhm i got into Female Sexuality, the class i really really wanted to take! it's very popular on campus, so i'm very very excited. =D
my mom has been insulting me lately, a lot. it's like this a lot, we get along for a while and then suddenly anger stirs in my heart whenever her face pops up on my phone. it started this time with her lecturing me about taking "bullshit classes" and her not paying for more than 4 years, and me just picking something so that i can get out and make money. and if you know me at all you know that pissed me off. maybe the capitalist dream isn't everything to me, and maybe i'm just trying to find what i want to do. give me a break, it's my fucking second semester.
the very next day she called me "party like a rockstar" and i told her not to call me that because it's a fucking stupid, horrible song that annoys the shit out of me. and she decided to just respond by saying, "You don't like any black songs anyway."
...are you fucking serious? my default ringtone is "say it loud, i'm black and i'm proud" by james brown. if anything, that would be the quintessential black song. but she really had to whip out the "you're not black" comment and it really hurts that she still thinks that, as long as she's known me, as much as we talk every single day, it's like she doesn't even know the most basic shit about me. i mean, i've been getting those comments since what? 10 years ago? about then, yea. but i don't care what strangers have to say about me. but my mom and i have become so much closer and it really bothers me that she would even go there, at this point in our relationship. BUT. i'm trying to move on. key word: trying.
btw, i have a new address. if you want it, i'll email it to you.
Oh, and it seems i'm late for an event lol so bai. love to the flist!
my mom is such a skank, lmao. she's in vegas with some guy she met 3 years ago but didn't date because she was married, but they stayed friends. she told me they're staying in a 2 room suite and i'm like LOL what am i? 12? bitch i know you lying. so funny. and i asked her if her "friend" [who is much more of a boyfriend that anything else] knows about it, and she's like hell to the no! i just laughed at her. i love her.
in other, wonderful news, i really think i might be getting over that nasty tramp serenity. it makes me smile. =)
in much sadder news, i think that might be one of the reasons paco is mad at me. because he's heard me calling her a greedy selfish skank, or something along those lines, and since that's his "wife" he's got loyalty to her. which, i think, is childish petty bullshit. throughout all the shit between gabby and krystelle, i never felt the need to pick one. because they're both great people that i love. and that's really not my style. but hey, i'm not gonna stress myself out over it anymore. like my grandma says, focus on what you do have, not what you don't. besides, it's not like paco gives a shit that i'm hurting and feeling abandoned. it's not like he cares enough to reply to my myspace/facebook/yahoo messages, so really, whatever. and i know i'm putting my friends in a certain position by making this known, but honestly i don't give a shit. if the boy hasn't done anything to you, by all means be friends with him. i still think he's a sweetheart and i love him and i'm not trying to turn anyone against him.
what else? uhm i got into Female Sexuality, the class i really really wanted to take! it's very popular on campus, so i'm very very excited. =D
my mom has been insulting me lately, a lot. it's like this a lot, we get along for a while and then suddenly anger stirs in my heart whenever her face pops up on my phone. it started this time with her lecturing me about taking "bullshit classes" and her not paying for more than 4 years, and me just picking something so that i can get out and make money. and if you know me at all you know that pissed me off. maybe the capitalist dream isn't everything to me, and maybe i'm just trying to find what i want to do. give me a break, it's my fucking second semester.
the very next day she called me "party like a rockstar" and i told her not to call me that because it's a fucking stupid, horrible song that annoys the shit out of me. and she decided to just respond by saying, "You don't like any black songs anyway."
...are you fucking serious? my default ringtone is "say it loud, i'm black and i'm proud" by james brown. if anything, that would be the quintessential black song. but she really had to whip out the "you're not black" comment and it really hurts that she still thinks that, as long as she's known me, as much as we talk every single day, it's like she doesn't even know the most basic shit about me. i mean, i've been getting those comments since what? 10 years ago? about then, yea. but i don't care what strangers have to say about me. but my mom and i have become so much closer and it really bothers me that she would even go there, at this point in our relationship. BUT. i'm trying to move on. key word: trying.
btw, i have a new address. if you want it, i'll email it to you.
Oh, and it seems i'm late for an event lol so bai. love to the flist!