So I guess in this post I will share a bit of how I got to where I am today. I was always a hoodlum, in trouble, goofing off, never serious. Until I decided to go to Trade School right before I turned to old to get in. I ended up spending right at 2 years there and had completed my trade *business tech* The trade school had even paid for me to go to my first semester in college... Well right about that time I had met this dude and got that all knowing wild bi-polar hair up my arse and up and left the whole state to go 1500 miles away to another state. Little did I know that my crush was not even close to being my 'soul mate' but did help me in finding my True Love.
In the time that I got here it was a LONG 2 years before we finally split up. I could sit here and call him all kinds of names and complain about all the crap we went through, but Hey I should really be thanking the guy... He is the one that lead me to my True Soul Mate :)
Actually it was only a week after we broke up, maybe it was almost two, I was at work *the gas station* and I was trying to get some assistance in paying my rent. I did not have a car so I was kind of freaking out on how I was going to get to the help place with out a ride. This random guy walks in the door and as usual I'm My all Peppy bi-polar happy self and I ask 'Hey How's it going' he says fine and returned the question. I answered with "I'm doing pretty good, but I'd be doing a lot better if I could borrow your car" ~I know totally random pick up line... But hey it worked lol~ He replied with 'I don't have a car, I have a truck and why what do you need it for.' So I explained my situation and he gladly agreed to come by after work and pick me up and take me where I needed to go. I called the lady and told her it would be a bit after 5 but I found a ride and she agreed to wait for me. Well 5:15 came along and ol' dude still hadn't showed up... SO of course with my bipolar attitude I was already cussing him out... lol He ended up showing up 5 minutes after I called the lady and told her I couldn't make it. He offered me a ride home *I only lived like 2 blocks from the store, I walked to and from everyday because it was close* We got to my house and I thanked him. Asked him if he wanted to hang out the next day, it was a Friday... He came over after work that next day and Never Left... :)
Now we have two beautiful kids, Our Daughter La-La*Im keeping their names private :)* is 2 and our Son *Mister~Mister* is 12 weeks. Not the most impressive love story, but Hey... so far it is a happy one :)
Sunday, February 26, 2012
To B*tch or Not to B*tch, That is the Question
I thought about creating this blog around 6 months ago, but like any other bi-polar moment it got put off. That and the fact that I was around 6 month preggo I had a few other things on my mind. Well now I have found that the title that I wanted to use has been snatched up by another and I had to change it up a bit.
I am not a big writer, but I have recently found a passion for it I never knew I had. Also, I find that it is a bit comforting when I am in a fit of rage and need to get some things off my chest. This is also way better than screaming at some random cashier for moving to slow when I am waiting in a line that seems to be a thousand feet long and going slower than a snail.
I have chosen not to medicate for my bi-polar... I have found that I seem to like my different types of personalities. Although a few of them are at times unnecessary they are all still me. I have learned to appreciate the swings I have, because when it comes down to it, at least I express myself. I have been asked "Don't you care that you hurt people's feelings?" And I generally respond with a "Well they already knew I was bi-polar... So I am thinking, Why do they poke the bear and wonder why they get mauled"
There are times when I deeply regret going all manic on some people then there are times I think, That douche deserved it. I have no problem in standing up for what I believe. Especially if I think someone is trying to take advantage of someone else. It kills me to see people I care about getting ripped off. This reminds me of a story i'd like to share:
One of my friends had just moved into a new home and the electric company that she was using gladly took her deposit and all was marry. Well apparently If someone else decides to take out electricity in their name under the same address... the previous owner's electricity gets shut off. Well this happened to my friend. They turned her electricity off because someone apparently gave the wrong address and even though it was not her mistake she was going to have to Re-pay the deposit to get it turned back on. She was just going to pay it to avoid the fuss~ I had to tell her to do something about it. She was just going to let it slide... Luckily she had paid with a credit card and not cash so there was a paper trail showing that she had already paid it and got the issue resolved.
What the heck, are people crazy enough to just deal with crap like this. I mean there is a fine line between avoiding drama and just letting people walk all over you. I would have been raising holy hell about all that. I know there is suppose to be a time and a place for everything, but seriously, When is that time? When you have shoe prints all over your forehead or before the foot lands on your face?
Anywho it is dinner time and I've gotta run.
Until next time :)
ToeJam
I am not a big writer, but I have recently found a passion for it I never knew I had. Also, I find that it is a bit comforting when I am in a fit of rage and need to get some things off my chest. This is also way better than screaming at some random cashier for moving to slow when I am waiting in a line that seems to be a thousand feet long and going slower than a snail.
I have chosen not to medicate for my bi-polar... I have found that I seem to like my different types of personalities. Although a few of them are at times unnecessary they are all still me. I have learned to appreciate the swings I have, because when it comes down to it, at least I express myself. I have been asked "Don't you care that you hurt people's feelings?" And I generally respond with a "Well they already knew I was bi-polar... So I am thinking, Why do they poke the bear and wonder why they get mauled"
There are times when I deeply regret going all manic on some people then there are times I think, That douche deserved it. I have no problem in standing up for what I believe. Especially if I think someone is trying to take advantage of someone else. It kills me to see people I care about getting ripped off. This reminds me of a story i'd like to share:
One of my friends had just moved into a new home and the electric company that she was using gladly took her deposit and all was marry. Well apparently If someone else decides to take out electricity in their name under the same address... the previous owner's electricity gets shut off. Well this happened to my friend. They turned her electricity off because someone apparently gave the wrong address and even though it was not her mistake she was going to have to Re-pay the deposit to get it turned back on. She was just going to pay it to avoid the fuss~ I had to tell her to do something about it. She was just going to let it slide... Luckily she had paid with a credit card and not cash so there was a paper trail showing that she had already paid it and got the issue resolved.
What the heck, are people crazy enough to just deal with crap like this. I mean there is a fine line between avoiding drama and just letting people walk all over you. I would have been raising holy hell about all that. I know there is suppose to be a time and a place for everything, but seriously, When is that time? When you have shoe prints all over your forehead or before the foot lands on your face?
Anywho it is dinner time and I've gotta run.
Until next time :)
ToeJam
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