Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Life can drop kick you....just because it felt like it!

Life...everyone has one...unless you're dead or haven't existed....anyways...

Life isn't like a box of chocolate like Forrest Gump put it. Well unless that box of chocolates round kicks you in the gut and pile drives into your back when you go to the ground.

It's like all the bad things want to happen at the SAME or around the same time! First you find out your family goes and betrays you. Then the next day you get accused for something you didn't do. And it piles on all the other $#^t that you have to deal with. errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

On Saturday I was shocked to find out that someone else has decided to "unquit" from the Nakayama Minyo Kai. (lol, unquit isn't a word according to spell check) Even though they only share the same last name as me, she was still family. Plus we did talk after quitting Nakayama. She mentioned how she didn't understand how it all happened and why. Now I KNOW all the things we talked about will come to bite me in the @$$!

How can you quit something and then go back? 1--You said that you cannot get along with the person that is kinda running the classes now. 2--You made the excuse that your husband didn't want you dancing anymore. 3--You didn't want to be 名取 and want the responsibilities of 名取 but blamed your husband for encouraging you to get it. 4--You don't really want to perform.....or was all this just LIES! I still cannot believe people can turn like that. When you have doubts about your decision, it means you really didn't want to do it in the first place.

Then there's my other family member that keeps hounding me things. She says she's okay waiting for me to finish trying to get her pictures onto her computer, but once a week she's been asking if I have time to meet her and do it. How can you tell me you understand that I am busy and that it doesn't have to be anytime soon?! I mean majority of your pictures of pictures with your EX-husband. Why dwell on the past? You say that you are hurt and you are over it....but why hound me about the pictures. I know there are other pictures in the bunch, but what's so important about them (unless you were going to try and get a job as a floral arranger?). I mean if you TELL me the importance of wanting something done, then I will try and free up some space in my schedule to do it!

Wow, I didn't know how I wanted to rant this much in this blog....Wait, there's more!!!

I thought my stress would be a little less with the tax season being done....never assume anything. Once you do, that's when all hell breaks loose! I did mess up at work but to be accused for something I didn't do...now that's messed up! I HATE when people assume things about me! Don't assume, just ask! So I got a call from Scott asking if he should take vacation since his boss was offering. At the same time, I guess my coworker was talking to someone else on the other line. While I was talking on the phone with Scott, my boss came to hand me my mail and assumed I was talking to my coworker (I NEVER talk to my coworker over the intercom....we always talk face-to-face). Soon enough, my other boss comes in (and I'm still talking to Scott) and waits until I get off the phone. Then I get a lecture about how I me and my coworker have to stop talking so much. At first I didn't think too much into it since we did talk a lot last week. So I thought they were referring to last week. But when I got lectured by both of them, I kinda put 2 and 2 together. I got upset...but what can I do. My boss was already irritated and I didn't want to add to that so I bit my tongue. But it really gets to me that they would assume something like that.

Part of me wants me to tell Scott that he got me in trouble...but the moment has passed.

Only missed a day. Monday was too draining to write this rant. I guess my blog is still somewhat daily....for now!

1 comment:

  1. When it rains, it pours...just ride it out. Things will get better. And if they don't, I have lots of alcohol...

    ReplyDelete