Another Rant.

Sorry for the shortage of actual blogs and in return, is me running my mouth.

Now this has been something that I have know for a while. A vast majority of my so-called-friends, are immature. Most of them don't know what a real bill is, nor do they wish to know. They fall back on mommy and daddy. And get angry when anyone calls them out on what they want for their future. I see now that it's been like this the entire time I called them my friends.

Here's some examples of what I mean:

1. Telling me that there is a job up where I used to live. Yes, a job is a great thing to have, especially now. Especially when you don't have one, like me. However, It is an hour and a half from where I live now. And when I brought that up I got: "Well that means you have to move up here!!" This person knew where I lived and that I am engaged. But still expected me to drop my life here so "Ya know, we can hang out again and stuff. I miss you!"

You miss me, really? When was the last time that you texted me just to talk... Call me like we used to? All I am anymore is just someone to listen to you when you and your boyfriend are having problems. You say you want to come and visit me, yet you never make plans. And if we do, you're the one who never follows up. I'm not going to sit around and wait for someone to decide if they want to come here or not.

I know I didn't handle the situation well I know that I flipped out and got angry. But damnit, I'm sick of it. I'm tired of taking the blame when I didn't do anything wrong. After that fight, and how you tired to drag me into more of your drama, I don't think I could ever be friends with you again. Yes, it's harsh, and no I probably won't tell you in person; but I'm still hurt. I don't think our friendship hasn't been the same for a while now. I saw who you really were, and I'm shocked that it took me so long to figure it out.

2.) Okay, you're 24...and we lived together for a little less than a year. I scraped and saved to contribute to YOUR bills, to feed YOUR mouth, to pay for YOUR car insurance...I was nothing more to you than a glorified maid. And what did I get? Oh yea, resentment. Because I moved on. I am so grateful that you showed me the absolutely most amazing person I have ever met, my future husband. However, that does not mean you control our lives. You can wish on the highest star that your mom will save you from the mountains of debt that you have put yourself into. We both know that she is through with trying to save your ass.

Now you tell me that you are planning on moving...and going to college? And you're wondering if I want to move back in with you? Because you lost your job and your fiancee cannot find work? I told you, I would never want to live with you again...and I mean it.

3.) It is my choice who I want around my baby...and me as a matter of fact. Don't assume you'll have a bigger role than just a common acquaintance. (There's a reason why I don't beg you to come down here... the bitchy gay persona is no longer cool.) Get a life, and stop acting like you're better than everyone else.

And I swear this is the last one...
4.) You had your chance. Forget about me, forget about Greg, forget about my baby. You'll never see us again. To think, I used to worship you. I used to love you so much that I thought you would do no wrong. You discarded me so many times and I kept crawling back. Now that I found someone who loves me for me, you want to play the role of over protective, jealous ex; when we never even been in a relationship. Who's making up stories now? How DARE you ask me personal questions. Questions that you have no business to ask. Then you throw it back in my face? It's done. It's over. Something I thought I could never say to you. Delete me from your life, like you claim to do with all your other "projects". I guess that's all I ever really was to you. Now I can say that you've let me down like everyone has let down you.


Again, I am sorry for the rant. I promise I will post an actual baby post on Tuesday after our *gasp* appointment! We'll find out when my due date is and how the baby is doing. I'm also praying that we get to have a sonogram. It might be a long stretch, but one can only hope! Hopefully I'll have pictures too.

Until then
~MommyToBee