Heard this on the radio while going for grocery shopping. Not that is a great song, but once, someone said this to me:
I hit every red light
On my way to your place
I feel old, having memories of the time passed. But then, I feel like 25 years old inside me. Being 25 and have the memories I have... I feel lucky :)
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
He lacks a touch of real life
I always wanted to have a gay friend. I would have thought of him like my male friend without any sexual intention. But never had and not sure why they didn't like me.
So now, I have a gay guy at work. He is flamboyant gay. I sort of had a "friendly" communication with him. And then at some point, he decided to hide his fat belly under some expensive clothes. Since then, he thinks he has the right to make jokes like "Where did you buy that, at Winners?". And he would show off how soft his cashmere sweater is and how his shirt and tie from Holt Renfrew match. So lame, annoying and if I hear it once more I will snap back "take your cashmere sweater, shove it up your ass! It might relax you!"
Done with the hope of having a gay friend. Now I know why!
Most of them are single and in need for sex. Being like a women, they do have their periods that makes them even more bitchy. Superficial and with very little touch to reality, they live in a different world, which creates a social gap and need for special attention. I say special because a person like me that after work goes home and starts from scratch with kid and parent maintenance, has absolutely no patience and respect for people like him. If gay guys are like him, I do not want to waste time with a friend like that.
So now, I have a gay guy at work. He is flamboyant gay. I sort of had a "friendly" communication with him. And then at some point, he decided to hide his fat belly under some expensive clothes. Since then, he thinks he has the right to make jokes like "Where did you buy that, at Winners?". And he would show off how soft his cashmere sweater is and how his shirt and tie from Holt Renfrew match. So lame, annoying and if I hear it once more I will snap back "take your cashmere sweater, shove it up your ass! It might relax you!"
Done with the hope of having a gay friend. Now I know why!
Most of them are single and in need for sex. Being like a women, they do have their periods that makes them even more bitchy. Superficial and with very little touch to reality, they live in a different world, which creates a social gap and need for special attention. I say special because a person like me that after work goes home and starts from scratch with kid and parent maintenance, has absolutely no patience and respect for people like him. If gay guys are like him, I do not want to waste time with a friend like that.
A lot and Nothing at the same time
Why didn't I write anything for such a long time?
I was going through a lot.
Then why didn't I write about all these things?
There was nothing to write about them, really.
I can't believe that about 3 months of my life have passed in the blink of an eye, I have done so much, but I feel drained and don't know what to write about all that. To put the lid on this frustration, I want to give some rights to my manager when, after I had been working for about 3 weeks on a project and getting everything going, he asked "So what are you doing on this project?". I wanted to scream but then I knew he was a bit right. I did a lot without actually complaining or asking for any help. And this is what I do every day, at work, at home, with physical people and with virtual people (on FB). I put time, energy, thinking, efforts and I do not complain, advertise, make noise about them. I just get things done and make sure others are not bothered. Just like that I get to hear "What are you doing for that?".
I help my kid with homework and all the activities from school or after school. When I get angry and tired, I raise my voice and I hear "Oh, you don't know how work with the kid, you are pushing her too much!". I have yet to meet a kid that can't wait to do homework. Without push, it ain't gonna happen!
I take my parents into doctor's visits, back and forth on the phone for appointments, follow up with medications, and I hear my brother on the phone telling me from the other side of the ocean how to be patient and careful when I speak with mom, so she doesn't get hurt emotionally.
Where did the 60's went? When all someone had to do was to get the job done and the others will notice, appreciate and promote them for a job well done!!! Why now we have to do the job and so much advertising on top of it? I'm tired... maybe I am not in the right place for me. Maybe I am not the kind of person that handles family well. Looks like I might not be at all where I want to be at this time in my life.
And then, one night, I went with some friends to a Psychic for fun. Girls night out starting with some discount tickets from Deal of the day. She looked me in the eye and said "There is some bad energy around you. You are meant to be much better and you do have the capacity for that. Long time ago, someone put a spell on you, and since then, things are always tough for you.. and will continue to get tougher". Wanted to cry right there but didn't! The worst thing you can say to someone on their death bed is that their life was not complete/fulfilled. That they could have done more with their energy and mental power. I do not want to hear that in my death bed. I want to do more while I can do more .... and take some pills against stress!
I was going through a lot.
Then why didn't I write about all these things?
There was nothing to write about them, really.
I can't believe that about 3 months of my life have passed in the blink of an eye, I have done so much, but I feel drained and don't know what to write about all that. To put the lid on this frustration, I want to give some rights to my manager when, after I had been working for about 3 weeks on a project and getting everything going, he asked "So what are you doing on this project?". I wanted to scream but then I knew he was a bit right. I did a lot without actually complaining or asking for any help. And this is what I do every day, at work, at home, with physical people and with virtual people (on FB). I put time, energy, thinking, efforts and I do not complain, advertise, make noise about them. I just get things done and make sure others are not bothered. Just like that I get to hear "What are you doing for that?".
I help my kid with homework and all the activities from school or after school. When I get angry and tired, I raise my voice and I hear "Oh, you don't know how work with the kid, you are pushing her too much!". I have yet to meet a kid that can't wait to do homework. Without push, it ain't gonna happen!
I take my parents into doctor's visits, back and forth on the phone for appointments, follow up with medications, and I hear my brother on the phone telling me from the other side of the ocean how to be patient and careful when I speak with mom, so she doesn't get hurt emotionally.
Where did the 60's went? When all someone had to do was to get the job done and the others will notice, appreciate and promote them for a job well done!!! Why now we have to do the job and so much advertising on top of it? I'm tired... maybe I am not in the right place for me. Maybe I am not the kind of person that handles family well. Looks like I might not be at all where I want to be at this time in my life.
And then, one night, I went with some friends to a Psychic for fun. Girls night out starting with some discount tickets from Deal of the day. She looked me in the eye and said "There is some bad energy around you. You are meant to be much better and you do have the capacity for that. Long time ago, someone put a spell on you, and since then, things are always tough for you.. and will continue to get tougher". Wanted to cry right there but didn't! The worst thing you can say to someone on their death bed is that their life was not complete/fulfilled. That they could have done more with their energy and mental power. I do not want to hear that in my death bed. I want to do more while I can do more .... and take some pills against stress!
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