What Friend is this??
Current mood: angry
Category: Life

Would you consider someone to be a good friend if they've betrayed you? Not just once, but twice? I know, it's a tough one to consider. What makes this matter worse, the same thing happened about 7-8 yrs apart. Now, I'm sure you're wondering what would piss me off enough to write a blog about it. So, here it goes....

About 7-8 yrs ago, something happened to me that was incredibly personal and so few amount of people knew and/or know about it. This so-called friend had helped me in my time of need. Believe me, I very much appreciated it at the time but eventually had regretted it. He was dating a girl who I didn't like because she treated him like shit. I asked him, in fact begged him not to mention it to her because 1) I hardly knew her and 2) I didn't like her anyway. Well, needless to say, he told her and it destroyed our friendship. So, we didn't talk to each other for about 5 yrs.

Of course, 5 yrs later, we rekindled that friendship. However, this time I tried to be more careful as to how much of my life I shared with him. Remember, he broke my trust and according to him, regretted doing so. Now you would think he'd learn a lesson at this point. Unfortunately, no.

You know how this saying goes....
"First time, shame on them. Second time, shame on me".

Well.......Shame on me!!

He did it again.

He started seeing another woman earlier this year. Again, I asked him not to mention this because it was very personal to me. But he did it again. I confronted him about it and basically IMed my ass off while bitching him out. I was so pissed at him.

You know what he did?? He tried to turn it around and make it all about him. "Oh woes me, if I lose you I will have no one" and "I am nothing and not worthy". You know what the worst part of this whole thing is?? In all that, he never once apologized to me. He did however ask how he can fix it. But he never apologized. In fact, now that I think about it, I don't even think he really apologized for when it happened the first time. He probably didn't.

So now, I refuse to speak with him on any terms. In fact, I don't even want the apology now. Too little too late in my book. The mere fact that an apology seemed to have escaped his mind a week ago when the whole thing came apart, blows my mind.

So now I'm currently debating with myself on whether or not I should continue this so-called friendship. I have to admit though, feels like a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders when I confronted him. However, there was still some sort of a friendship to consider no matter how badly it was destroyed.

I'd love to hear (I should say read) your opinion on this situation. It jsut might help me with my debate.

By the way, I thank you for allowing me to vent my frustrations on this to you all!!

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The Resilient Mr. Fishy
Current mood: animated
Category: Life

I have a goldfish. My son calls him Timmy (yes, from South Park) but I call him Mr. Fishy. Besides, I feed it so I think I should name it.

Let's begin with how we acquired Mr. Fishy. Back in May 2007, the church that's around the corner from my home was having a festival. My son went with a friend of his who also lives around this same corner. About two hours later after they had left, they came back with my son carrying two bags, one in each hand, with two goldfish in each bag. So, we started out with four goldfish. After putting the fish in a bowl, my son and his friend went back to the festival. I periodically went to check on the fish and saw that they were looking a bit sad and it appeared that one was about to die. So, I went to a pet store and bought a tank, gravel, a net (I hate touching fish), and some goldfish food. After setting up the tank, I put the fish in their new home and gave them some of their food.

Well, my mother was also volunteering at this festival and had called to see if I was going to go. I hadn't planned on it since we were just there the night before. But, decided to go anyway. While there, my oldest son and my youngest son both won a goldfish each. Making our count now to six goldfish.

Now begins how we started losing our fish. We came back home from the festival and sure enough, the one fish that appeared to have been dying, did. So, down the toilet s/he went and we're down to five fish. Next morning, another fish lay dead. Making our count now down to four. Came home that night, we're down to three fish. Shall I continue? Yes. At this point we have three fish and they seem to be doing pretty good. A few days later, we're down to two fish. By the end of the week, it was Memorial Day weekend. With two fish in the tank, we went down to San Diego for three days/two nights. When we came home, we're down to Mr. Fishy who appeared to have gotten bigger in the past two days. It also appeared that Mr. Fishy had been eating the other fish. Guess he was hungry since no one was there to feed him.

I'm sure you're still wondering why I call him the Resilient Mr. Fishy. Here's why.....

Every couple of months or so, I clean the tank. I change the water, clean the gravel and what not. And every time afterwards when I put Mr. Fishy back in his home, he goes into shock and won't eat for a week. But after about a week, he bounces back and has more energy than before. There had also been an occasion that he was on his side at the bottom of the tank gasping for oxygen. But he bounced back later on that same day. He has since grown approximately two to three inches since we first got him in May.

So you see folks, this is why I call him the Resilient Mr. Fishy. Not that I want him to, but the darn thing just won't die.

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Why bother???
Current mood: annoyed
Category: Life

Please try to explain something to me. Why is it when you try to help someone, for their own good, it gets thrown back in your face? A situation recently came about when I tried to "warn" someone that they're thinking too much of what something really is. But instead of listening to me, they decided to do their own thing only to have it blow up in their face!

Now, maybe I should have kept my mouth shut. But as a true friend, I was only trying to help them. I just knew that I would be the friend on the other end trying to console this person when deep down I'd be thinking "I told you so". Not that I mind listening to this person, but it's kind of hard for me to show empathy to someone who......well......I told them so. So now for the past few days, I have been incredibly aggravated and annoyed because I feel this person is blaming me for this. Now, can you honestly say this is my fault? I personally don't think so and like I said, I was doing it for their own good.

Of course, when I think about it now, I could have kept quiet about it. But you know something, I'm tired of giving people advice (when they ask for it mid you) and then they don't follow thru. For the future, I will no longer give anyone (and I mean anyone, not just this person) advice anymore. It's just not worth the aggravation! And I just can't take it anymore!!

7:11 PM - 4 Comments - 5 Kudos - Add Comment

I HAVE BEEN VIOLATED!!!
Current mood: pissed off

Okay, now that my subject line grabbed your attention, allow me to eloborate on how was I violated.

I recently became aware that my check/debit card was cloned. Yes, I typed it, cloned!! A couple of days ago, my bank called and asked if a certain charge was authorized - Wal-Mart gas station in Palmdale. Now, for those of you who know the San Fernando Valley area and the vicinity in which I live in, should be well aware that I am not close to the city of Palmdale. In fact, it is about a one hour drive from where I actually live. Hence the reason why the bank would call because it was an "unusual" charge against my account. Also, I am a stickler about only going to Chevron for my gas. After telling the rep that it was unauthorized and the fact that my debit card was still in my wallet, I proceeded in asking if he can go over any other charges that were pending against my account. Come to find out that there were other transactions. For starters, there were two transactions to Target, one for $50 and another for $72. Now, although I do go to Target on a fairly regular basis, I always use my pin number for when I make that transaction. Another transaction was $68 at Petco. I have a goldfish! Not goldfish as in plural, but A goldfish meaning only one. Why in the hell would I spend $68 on one silly little goldfish?? Trust me, I don't love my pet that much.

Now, me being as pissed off as I am at this point, I decided to call the Target that these unauthorized transactions occurred in and spoke with a manager. I asked this manager what their policy is on when a customer uses a credit card (although my card is a debit card, it does display the MasterCard logo and can be used as a credit card) does the checker asked to see some form of ID that should MATCH said card. According to him, no they do not. So I further explained to him that due to their policy (to which I have every intention of complaining about to their corporate offices) they are liable for these charges that went against my account. He suggested that I take it up with the police. So I took him up on that offer and called my local police department.

Here is my frustration with our Los Angeles Police Department. I asked the officer how I would go about filing a police report in regards to these fraudulent charges. He said I would need to come in with proof of the transactions and fill out the appropriate paperwork. I then asked that if these criminals that used my information were ever caught, would I be able to press charges against them. You will never believe what I was told. He said that it wasn't up to me to press charges that it would be up to the investigator that handles the case. I could not believe the fact that me, the VICTIM, has absolutely no say in how these bastards, who stole MY hard-earned money, could probably get away with it in just getting community service. Got to love the LAPD.

Overall, once all transactions have been debited from my account, I can at least file a claim with my bank to get my money back. Of course, given that I used to work for this bank, I know it will take approximately 7-10 business days before that will ever happen. So in the meantime, my checking account is currently overdrawn about $400. And there will more as some transactions have not yet been cleared.

Good news in all this (yes, good news), I have a second checking account that I use in case of emergencies, such as this. So I was able to transfer what money I knew that I really had (after all my AUTHORIZED transactions have cleared) into this account so I should be okay.

Well, I feel better now that I've gotten this off my chest :)

Please, feel free to comment, agree, disagree, or whatever!

Enjoy the rest of your evening!!!

7:00 PM - 3 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment

Breaking Benjamin Lyrics
Current mood: crushed
Category: Music

"Breath"

I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like.

Is it over yet, in my head?

I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind.

Is it over yet? I can't win.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.

You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

This will be all over soon.
Pour salt into the open wound.

Is it over yet? Let me in.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.

You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

I'm waiting, I'm praying, realize, start hating.

You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

6:58 PM - 3 Comments - 2 Kudos - Add Comment