Bitches be Cray

Look at me all slackin’ and stuff. Whoopsie. It’s those 55 hour work weeks. My typical day goes like this:

6:00: Start the 30-45 minutes alarm clock snooze fest
6:40: Finally get up feed Tim and myself and get ready
8:30-4 Intern
4-5 Work out
5-5:30 Voicetrack
6:00 Walk TIm

And then do something that doesn’t require much effort like Skype or whining to Archana (or catch up on ABC Family shows because let’s face it, they just get me).

So there is your much wanted update on my life schedule currently. Also, I am no longer an island, or at least not a desert island. (I have taken like a 30 minute break while writing this and I don’t even want to finish it because I am lazy…but I WILL!) Had you told me that I would be in a relationship with someone from my past a couple of months ago, I would not have been surprised. Had you told me it would be with an ex from high school I would have laughed right in your face for a good 5 minutes and possibly peed myself at your hilarity. But here we are. Life is so strange I don’t even pretend to understand how it gets where it gets anymore. But, if you know me you know that I go with my gut and I try not to think twice about it. I like to go with my instincts and trust my feelings. It has never really ended successfully but you know that old saying “It is better to regret the things you did than the things you didn’t do”? That is how I try to live my confusing little life.

And trust me, if I have learned anything in the last month, it is that people LOVE to put their two cents in on stuff that they know nothing about. Oh you dated my boyfriend once? Cool. Oh he has a past? NO WAY! I thought that he just emerged from a 28 year cocoon. Oh, it didn’t work out back in the day and you were often hurt by him back then? Okay, this one is valid. But, that was also 10 years ago, and while I do not believe that people necessarily change, I think we grow. I think if we didn’t grow we would kind of be a waste. I know that I am not the same person I was when I was 16. Had you told me that I would grow up into a lady who doesn’t give a shit what most people think about her, who marches to her own drum, loves having her own voice, and sticks up for herself too often, I would have told you that was never possible. I have significantly more confidence. I am not one to get walked all over any more. Which is why when people write internet comments it makes it so hard for me not to be snarky. But then I remember that they live their lives behind the power of a keyboard. Or by pretending they know anything about me when in fact we have never met. It just boggles my mind that other girls can tell me how a relationship with someone else is going to go or what type of person someone is, especially when they don’t realize that I am not some new chick on the block. And even if I was, get on with your life. BItches be cray. Seriously. I did not realize there were so many crazy girls out in the world. It seems like they don’t get crazy  until a break up or a new girl comes around. Then that switch flips. Wahhhhh.

The same reason I love social media is the same reason I hate it. And a  lot of it has to do with that. It’s easier to remember that everyone has a past when you can literally scroll through it. I could see every happy moment that someone has had with various partners for the past 8 years. 8 YEARS. You know that exes exist, but you just assume that  they are hated and forgotten. When you have Facebook you can see them and all the la la happy moments had with them. Then they become this tangible memory that you are a part of, even though you weren’t there. Same with old friends too.  And again on Facebook, people think they can weigh in on anything. Basically why I deleted everyone I don’t really talk too.

I really, honestly don’t care what anyone thinks about the choices I make in life, especially when it involves my romantic life. Live and let learn. The only way I ever learn things is by being thrown into situations and making mistakes. So, get off of your high horses people and stop thinking you know everything about everyone. Stop wishing the worst for people. And also, stop wishing the worst for yourself. Stop making mountains out of mole hills. Sometimes life is going to get hard. Suck it up. In the words of my new favorite band the Avett Brothers, “Make sure when you run, you run to something, not away from”. I am a runner from. I always try to run away from my issues, but trust me, the only way to get rid of them is to face them. Rather it be work, school, love, money.

This post probably makes no sense, mainly because I don’t like including names and situations. And because you know, I keep taking breaks to eat my giant pickle and stare out of the window. So to summarize: Stoppp being crazy assholes and assuming you know everything about everyone and can predict the future. You, and other people, just might surprise you.

 

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