I was just thinking about this the other day while having lunch with a friend of mine. See, it was her birthday and i didnt remember cuz....well, its not important. My fiance should be lucky i remember his at all...Anyways, she calls me up to see what i was doing, and i was like "um, nothing i dont have a jobbbb u know that". Anyways, she blatantly reminds me of her 30th bday...and i was forced to be overjoyed about her being an old ass lady. So i was like "oh, happy birthday Lisa" "Hope you feel youngeR". Anywho she waits on the phone and im like "soooo wanna get something to eat" and shes like "yea, im not hungry but we can sit and talk".
I didnt believe her cuz shes like the size of my house and shes always hungry. Anyways, we go and meet up and im eating and she orders a beer and a plate of fries. So we are talking, and all of a sudden we get the bill and shes like "oh by the way, your paying for me"
I was not happy, and she saw it on my face too. This bicth knows i aint working, she aint working, and shes meeting people to hang to pay for her??? !! I was like oh whattt.....
So i tell her, " Lisa, you know im not working, what would you have done if i didnt have money (luckily my mom had given me a $20 for gas) on me? I mean, you cant just spring that up on an unemployed person, you most of all should know that" (did i mention shes not working either? She got fired )
So shes all like, "oh thats ok, ill just pay with my credit card". I got mad but i atleast gave her my evil eye look and let her ass know i was displeased. Her bill came out to 5 bucks so i paid it. But she knows not to be doing that shit to me. I dont roll that way.
Thats when it dawned on me that i am truely a bad person to be friends with. I mean honestly, friends are so self-involved and are too time consuming. It is rare to first of all, have me open up enough to care about you as a friend of mine and hard enough for me to show any compassion, but thank god my fiance has broken some of those walls i had put up. But seriously, its tiresome sometimes.
Lately, i have been eliminating people from my life that are useless and who exhaust the life out of me. Its like im turning into the girl i used to know in high school. That was not a nice person, fun to be with, but not nice at all. Its just that people are taking advantage of the nice me from the past few years and i cant have that happening to me at this stage in my life.
Anyways, i started thinking about all these things. I like to hang on to my old friends, but i dont like to call because i dont want to hear about their problems. Everybody has problems i accept that but my momma always told me not to talk about my problems, because people throw it in your face later on. And of course, true as gold that shit happened to me. Did you know that youre not even supposed to tell your man personal secrets? Cause that shit will get thrown back at you when you least expect it. So im changing it up a bit and starting to be picky about who i chill with lately and analyzing now that my wedding is getting closer that some people are even worth paying for. Its really upsetting because this is when you really start noticing shit and its getting me pissed.
The upside? I get to be surrouned by people who i love and love me for the way i am...im kinda a bitch if you havent caught on from all my posts....I even have this cute little tag on my myspace page that reads "I dont know what your problem is, but i bet its hard to pronounce" And this cute wheel of fortune type of spin the wheel with different levels of bitchyness.
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Bad News from my Homeland
My mothers traveling with my brother at our homeland in Nicaragua, it was my cousins wedding and she had to handle some stuff about her houses. And she called today notofying my dad and my other brother and I about my grandfather, my dads dad. Hes finally looking like hes gonna kick it. Hes apparently in agony now, cant speak, cant see, the dimentia he had sort of controlled last year when i saw him.
He was walking and talking, and still so full of life, and most of the time hes knew what he was saying. But then he would talk off topic. It was so scary then, because this was such a great big man in our world, and i hate seeing him that way. In a way, im glad i hadnt seen him like that because i would have lost my shit. Im gonna miss him and its going to suck asshole when we go to the funeral in Nicaragua. Last tiem i went to a funeral there was for his wife and i was 8 years old. That was my first funeral, my second funeral was with my father in law about a year ago. And, i can honestly say, that i hate funerals with all my heart.... its incredibly heart breaking. This death of his, is going to be the 2nd most traumatic death in MY lifetime of my family. We are not a family that is surrounded in death.
You know what i mean? Those people you know that have someone die in their family like every other day and it gets to the point that they are so immune to it that they dont even bother to show up and mourne but show up for the free drinks and snacks before dinner.
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Better Knews
My fiance and i have been always talking about how we want to be active people, and enjoy the outside party life that is miami, and enjoy the parks. We have always been wanting to go biking but we never really took the initiative to do it. Anyways, he bought our bikes the other day and we went trail riding all over this beautiful park near Coral Gables. Its called Matheson Hammocks Marina. Its a lovely place, and somewhere that is close to my heart. Back in the late 80's and early 90's my family would wake up very early in the morning and pack up the deviled ham-mustard sandwhiches and ride to that beach in Matheson Hammock Park. I remember that it was the funnest time in my childhood. Something that i will definetly pass on to my gorgeous children. My Fiance loves the place and its a nice family beach. Far from the hoochies and wanna be gangstas of south beach. Far from fake ass ghetto miamians. Far away from drunk drivers, and ridiculous tourists. Its a beack located centrally in the area of the lavish and ridiculously rich people of miami. The area of Coral Gables is just insanely drowing of rich original snobs. Its fabulous.
Needless to say the drive on the way over there leaves you gawking at the insanely huge mansions that you pass by. Its great, i always see one that i missed.
Anyways, back to the point that we rode there in these fabulous trails that lead us to our little beach and we got to bike ride next to the beautiful ocean of Biscayne. We sat down to rest and smoke 3 ciggerettes and drowned in water, we saw some rich old man trying to get lessons in surfing with a glider. It was great watching him bust his ass. In the distance we saw down town and miami beach i think....
I think we rode out for about 2 or three hours. It was wonderful, bad news is i forgot to bring my camera. We got to see crazy Florida iguanas, they were running around everywhere, and they are HUGE. We got to see what seemed to be an alligator and i yelled at my hubby to pedal faster and away the water, we got to see a family of racoons - the mom and her two babies. Oh!! we got to ride in this awesome but creepy trail that is 3 feet wide and its in between growing mangroves, and there were baby crab everywhere, we killed like half of the zillion we saw. It was a lot of fun. So, thats going to be our new thing, riding bike and finding trails all over Miami. Its gonna be a blast.
Thats all i got for now...Im jamming to foo fighters just now...love them. And for some reason they were all over the VMA Awards this year, whats up with that? Anyways, im gonna talk about Britney Spears later later. Not now, now...next time kiddies!
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