Rake the yard!!!
November 11th 2007 14:01
So, I'm turning over a new leaf, I'm building a better me. And the first thing that I know that I have to do is...rake the damn yard.
Seriously, it's hard for a woman who is constantly trying to attain a life worth living, one of luxury and hard work when their are people in my life that are holding me back. Using me and my time. Now, I understand that time is money, and that money is the root of all success (or was that evil, I forget). Well, anyways I had a friend. Lets call her Ditsy, because that she was. Ditsy was my ace, we went to all of the nice restaurants, had fun at the Casino, talked about making an obscene amount of money in Marketing and Graphic Design, but soon I realized that she was about her business. Every single time I confronted her with a new contract she would ask some simple Ditsy questions and basically never get it started. Knowing that this would anger me, I would swallow all of the work and blame and move on, with the baggage of Ditsy as a friend. This girl would lie to her family, convincing them that she was with me when all along she was spending full weekends with her criminal of a boyfriend. She went so far as to leave me at the mall, ditching is not cute, nor is it friendly. But I stayed loyal, covering for her the whole time.
You see the thing is, I felt that I needed a friend. I suffered an extreme amount of lost this summer and I wanted to have someone to talk to, that would understand my situations, but after a while she wouldn't even be interested in what I had to say, the opportunities that I presented or anything other than smoking maryjane and eating! I was astonished at the way our friendship was turning for the worst, but I still stayed loyal. That is, until last night when she called me all day to express how she wanted to pick me up from work so that I wouldn't have to take the bus. But don't mind taking the bus, I don't mind waiting on the bus, because I know that it is coming. However I know that I can't trust Ditsy, she has no constraints, no responsibility, no sense. She called me at 5pm to say that she was on her way, she was excited because she got a new car and wanted me to check it out, I was happy for her because she was working really hard (I guess towards buying car), but I knew in the back of my mind that I wasn't going to be riding in it. Her deadbeat, dealer of a boyfriend was going to drive her crazy. So at half past five, I made my way to the bus stop, disappointed in not only her but myself, for believing that maybe she was becoming more responsible. Fifteen minutes later she called explaining that she was an hour away, but still on her way. I was livid! How could I allow her to do this to me again? She knew that I had errands that I could've run on my own, on the bus, and instead I waited around for an hour. To some that may not sound like a lot, but on the streets of it gets dark at around 6pm, and it gets totally unsafe a few minutes before that.
So I got home, two hours after I got off work, it was dark, I live in a ghetto, so not only was I tired, but I was running the three blocks home from the bus stop. I get home and she still hasn't called to apologize and I send her an email, basically saying...I'm turning over a new leaf, raking my yard...and you have been thrown away. It wasn't easy, but it was necessary. And it had to be done.
Seriously, it's hard for a woman who is constantly trying to attain a life worth living, one of luxury and hard work when their are people in my life that are holding me back. Using me and my time. Now, I understand that time is money, and that money is the root of all success (or was that evil, I forget). Well, anyways I had a friend. Lets call her Ditsy, because that she was. Ditsy was my ace, we went to all of the nice restaurants, had fun at the Casino, talked about making an obscene amount of money in Marketing and Graphic Design, but soon I realized that she was about her business. Every single time I confronted her with a new contract she would ask some simple Ditsy questions and basically never get it started. Knowing that this would anger me, I would swallow all of the work and blame and move on, with the baggage of Ditsy as a friend. This girl would lie to her family, convincing them that she was with me when all along she was spending full weekends with her criminal of a boyfriend. She went so far as to leave me at the mall, ditching is not cute, nor is it friendly. But I stayed loyal, covering for her the whole time.
You see the thing is, I felt that I needed a friend. I suffered an extreme amount of lost this summer and I wanted to have someone to talk to, that would understand my situations, but after a while she wouldn't even be interested in what I had to say, the opportunities that I presented or anything other than smoking maryjane and eating! I was astonished at the way our friendship was turning for the worst, but I still stayed loyal. That is, until last night when she called me all day to express how she wanted to pick me up from work so that I wouldn't have to take the bus. But don't mind taking the bus, I don't mind waiting on the bus, because I know that it is coming. However I know that I can't trust Ditsy, she has no constraints, no responsibility, no sense. She called me at 5pm to say that she was on her way, she was excited because she got a new car and wanted me to check it out, I was happy for her because she was working really hard (I guess towards buying car), but I knew in the back of my mind that I wasn't going to be riding in it. Her deadbeat, dealer of a boyfriend was going to drive her crazy. So at half past five, I made my way to the bus stop, disappointed in not only her but myself, for believing that maybe she was becoming more responsible. Fifteen minutes later she called explaining that she was an hour away, but still on her way. I was livid! How could I allow her to do this to me again? She knew that I had errands that I could've run on my own, on the bus, and instead I waited around for an hour. To some that may not sound like a lot, but on the streets of it gets dark at around 6pm, and it gets totally unsafe a few minutes before that.
So I got home, two hours after I got off work, it was dark, I live in a ghetto, so not only was I tired, but I was running the three blocks home from the bus stop. I get home and she still hasn't called to apologize and I send her an email, basically saying...I'm turning over a new leaf, raking my yard...and you have been thrown away. It wasn't easy, but it was necessary. And it had to be done.
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