It never ceases to amaze me how immature BLACK PEOPLE CAN REALLY BE. You don't see the white people arguing and cussing. The Asian people are usually quiet amongst themselves. So why is it that OUR people have to show their ass in the workplace. Today was a relatively QUIET day. I'm ALWAYS like that when I come back from LA because I miss my man sooo much. I stayed alone most of the day. Even eating lunch alone. This morning when I came in I was IM'd by a co-worker in another dept. She was asking a 1000 questions about why I'm homesick... Why did they give me a 3d ultra sound and this type of test. Just talking a bunch of bullshit I don't wanna hear. I made a statement. It went like this :
soul_revealin_eyes69: yea
soul_revealin_eyes69: well, i am ready to leave like yesterday
soul_revealin_eyes69: everytime i come back here my head hurts
soul_revealin_eyes69: or my stomach hurts.
soul_revealin_eyes69: i know its probably psychological
soul_revealin_eyes69: but ...
soul_revealin_eyes69: i still hate it here now
fat_c01: u only have a few months
fat_c01: just take it day by day
fat_c01: and take care of yourself if you really want to have this baby
soul_revealin_eyes69: THERE R 2 BABIES
soul_revealin_eyes69: i had the ultra sound twicw
fat_c01: I say that because if you keep stressing out and doing things that your not suppose to be doing you not going to have it
fat_c01: twins
And so the conversation veered off into the Anniversary Party that went down on Saturday. I was hosting this event, but I ended up doing a lot more than hosting. Cooking, Cleaning.. ect ect. I was so exhausted. Too tired for words> then I turned around on Sunday and drove to Cali. A few hours pass. Then I get a visit from Willie. Whom I happen to live with now. He comes angrily asking "Did u tell someone that you don't like living at my house?" First, I'm thinking are u fucking kidding me? U have to be. Right. I could have sworn the building says Mpower not Mpower High? I lost it. I've had it with this shit. Really I have. So several curse words later.. I'm sitting here at my computer.. Wondering? IS it worth it or should I just go home. Where I belong.
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My guess is that people have such pathetic lives they feel the need to mess up things for others. I have a few more cuss words for that woman.
Yeah its me Anonymous......Well sometimes you have to take the good with the bad. Take a deep breath through ur mouth and let it out with ur nose....no really im serious go ahead and do it this time when u do think about how u need to deal with ur life...Somethings u have to know are always going to be reality.....
1. You Will Win Some and Lose Some
2. People Are Going to Talk About
You No Matter What.
3. Nothing You Do Will Ever Be
Good Enuf
4. Even When U R Doing Ur Best
Thats Not Good Enuf
5. Privacy is Important...The
Less You Tell The Less People
Will Know
6. Its Hard as Hell To Satisfy
Urself So Just Imagine How
Hard It Is 2 Satisfy Others I
Mean Come On Face the Fact U
Will Never be Completely
Satisfied with Everything About
U so How Do U Expect 2 Make
Anyone Else Satisfied With Er
Thing About U
No Page Number
Hummm
Thanks Brea... I have to do some catching up on your blog.. and thanks Mr Wiley.. Your words are always welcomed.. LOL LOL
Y do u say thanks Mr Wiley....This is not Mr Wiley this is a "No Page Number" so if u want to thank someone than thank me...I know who u r talking about but im not him...U are doing some wishful thinking...LOL LMAO Maybe u need some help. :) thats right girl keep the faith
To anonymous.. LOL LOL that is all I can say. U shoo know a lot about me. AND if u are NOT him, that is cool, but you're suspicious.. so whether u are Nakia, Willie, Joe OR possibly Aaron... I don't care.
Well its know hard to know alot about you...I mean the writing is on the wall...these blogs are just pages and pages with no number...Nope its none of those people its me " No Page Number" Do u get it...lol lol can u write a poem about " No Page Number" I know that u can. The days of our live have no page number...as we flip from page to page sinking ourselves into the intriguing thoughts of the writer words we still see no page number....as one chapter of our lives end and another begins theres still no page number...do u get what im saying...we never know when we may turn that next page to find that the writer of our life has written nothing else about us and at that point our lives are over...We didnt see it coming cause there is no page number to tell us when we are getting close to the end of our own book..written by another man... Questions...What Page are u on? Is ur next page blank? Will today be the last day that is written out for u? ***I know u can turn those sentences into a long poem go ahead show me...
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