Diary of Goddess: Life Lessons Learned

I started this blog in HS, when I was this materialistic, but saying I wasn't materialistic first to start a blog and thought my life was so fab since all I did was school, shop, & friends. Fast forward 4 years later, I became this college student that realized that college life wasn't like the movies and MY struggle began...Some 10 years from HS and here I am, living my dream of going to law school, bringing a whole new meaning to MY struggle…

Wednesday, December 05, 2001

No. 7

Today I'm in just a daze. I'm been daydreaming a lot in classes and I don't know why. Maybe it's the fact that i'm tremendously tired and feel like an OLD LADY. Yea, I have to take naps after my workouts because once I lie down, I ain't getting back up. What's wrong with me? Am I just too old to work out anymore. I'm not even 18, i'm 17 if anyone must know or just to reasure myself. I feel so bland lately. Partially because this whole week I couldn't go out to lunch with all my friends. On Monday I had a Link Crew Yearbook photo, on Tuesday I had the Yearbook photo and an Honor Society meeting, on Wednesday-today I had nothing, but I had a derm appointment, on Thursday I will have a Honor Society Yearbook photo followed by a meeting, on Friday I will have a Link Crew meeting all this happens during LUNCH. UGHHHHHH.

Ok, the funniest thing today happened to me. So, I'm chillin' at home and all a sudden I get this call "hey lisa, what's Kyle's last name?" My first reaction is (who the fuck is this?). I realized it is the Jewish Princess of Medina, Washington state that is. She called me to find out the name of Kyle who is an ass and she is going to and I quote, "beat him up" because he was throwing pennies from my friend, Jen's car. By the way, she started yelling at me because my friend shouldn't be following her to the mall where Jen was also going to eat, also Jen could have stopped Kyle. Ok, Jen's pretty darn skinny, Kyle being a man had man boobs. I gotta say he could be a good B cup if he tried. Now, he's a bit marshmellowy and total kid like so if he wants to do something, he will and no one can stop him unless you would like him to break your pelvic bone in the process. He almost succeed with me! After this whole rant and rave, she looked in the yearbook herself and found him always, so it wasn't like I as a lot of help. She thinks that she well she thinks she is the Jewish Princess of Medina and that all mighty must pay respects to her grimpy Ford Explorer. Quite funny to my advantage. She then says she shouldn't be talking to me because I'm Jenny's friend and that I would tell her. I'm not gonna tell her because she probably knows and I unlike her don't take sides. I said that if Kyle wants to do something, he's gonna do it. It's not Jen's fault, all Jen was doing was laughing. Can't a girl laugh? This whole feud between Jen and Princess have begun since Sophomore year. Princess is everything that embodies the word, but besides the aesthics of it and also the material aspect of being a princess. Jen can't handle this, so one day she just stopped returning Princess's every 15 minute phone calls. Now there is a rift, and Princess is glad that she isn't friends with Jen because she is blond and ditzy. Jen's glad because she just can't handle all that Princessness. I'm not the mediator do I tend to be one. Now Princess has no one and not even a Prince.

My take on Princess. A while back she called me a bitch if I didn't go to the bathroom with her. It wasn't like she needed help wiping her ass right? Well, she keeps calling me a bitch for stupid reasons. I try not to swear and for someone to call me her best friend then call me a bitch is totally uncalled for and I confronted her. Ever since, it hasn't been the same. I don't think I can be bestest friends with someone that calls me a bitch considering I don't use that word PERIOD. The only people I know that would use the word was guys! So, she still regards me as a close friend, if she is nice to me I'll be nice to her. If she is in a shitty mood, I'm usually just back away even though she is in a shitty mood and takes it out on the wrong people. Now, i'm taking a stand under my new adopted model of what have I got to lose. When she bitches me out for something I involvment in, I let her now and if one day she pushes me farther, I'll probably throw in some not so nice propane words to her too. I'm just really meek and non confrontal so it seems like I'm a wimp, but I'm not, I just like to have more of a 80% happiness and 20% miserable then the whole 50 50 ordeal.

Well, after my little long whatever story, I have to go take a shower. I'm gonna be thinking about things to say to Princess about her precious Ford Explorer and she'll probably try to bitch me out so I better have some comebacks. I'm kinda a slow thinker when it comes to the whole argument thing. That's why when I become a lawyer, i'm not working in the courts!

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