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Life gets more and more interesting as the days go by. I had to deal with my ex this weekend, and he drove 3 hours to get the stuff out of his car, not his car like he was supposed to, and to parade his new fiance in front of me. I just wanted to slap him or something for being so stupid. Funny isn't it? He thinks I hate him, which is amusing, I really don't I was just mad for a time because too much shit was happening all at once. He's young and dumb, maybe he'll learn one day.
On another note, I was called a moocher because I actually accept my father's help. Are all children moochers then? Since all people (for the most part) have no qualms about accepting help from their parents, are all people mooches? Anyone that actually knows me, knows that I always try to help my Dad out with any jobs or anything that I can actually do for him, he tries to help me out, and I always ask if he's sure or if he can afford it. I told my Dad what was said and he did not look too happy about it, but he knows the situation and he's a big boy so he can make his own choices. I know that I wasn't the best kid around, but I see now the mistakes that I have made and I have to live with them, we all have to live with the mistakes of our youth. I try to at least atone for them and show that I am a good person, even though there are quite a few people out there who would swear on their lives that I'm a bitch and nothing else. Sometimes I am, but only to people who deserve to be treated that way. Oh well, things will sort themselves out eventually. At least I know, and the people that count know that blood is thicker than water.
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