There is a small group of male friends of mine that are always being mistaken for my boyfriend. I can understand why people would think that. It’s not uncommon for them to sit with their arm around me or for me to use them as a human pillow. I’ve even shared my bed with a few of them. We may flirt and joke around but there is nothing sexual there....Even if it may appear that way to some.
NTB isn’t like those guys. There isn’t even any harmless flirting there. Actually once upon a time there was a little flirting on my part but he’d never flirted back and that’s just no fun. Have you ever tried one sided flirting? I don’t recommend it.
NTB and I have a weird relationship and I don’t mean weird in a bad way I mean it in a go out and get drunk and come home with more money than when you left kind of way. As where the other guys are mistaken for the physical side of what you’d think a boyfriend would do, NTB is more the emotional side.
He’s someone who will be there if I’m having a bad day and crack a bad joke to cheer me up. He’s also someone who will listen to me vent no matter how ridiculous I sound. I feel bad for him some days because he has well and truly seen me at my worst and that’s not a pretty picture.
He got his name NTB (Not The Boyfriend) because of some of our conversations. To anyone else reading them they’d think he was my other half. We were talking about how we needed to work on our relationship and our commutation skills. I’d never agree to that with a real boyfriend. We’d breakup and I’d move on, but for NTB I’m more than happy to work on those things.
Like I said it’s a weird relationship, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. He is someone I really trust and care about and that’s rare for me. I don’t trust anyone. He’s just down earth and easy to talk to and he makes me laugh. That makes him a winner my books.
Anyways my dears, I need to crack on with a few things. Have a great weekend and as always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
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Saturday 14 May 2011
Wednesday 11 May 2011
Moods Begone
Anyone who knows me has witnessed my unique ability to talk myself out of most moods. I am not sure where this ability comes from. My best guess it’s from my years of working retail and having to detail with asshole customers then 10 seconds needing to be happy and ready to help the next.
It probably comes off a little crazy to people who don’t know me the first time they see me do this and it might even be a little confusing for them. They normally get clued in pretty quickly and they get use to it. Most of them find it really funny and I can’t blame them for that. Normally even I’m laughing by the end.
It kind of plays into my theory sometimes all you need to do is vent or the old saying “a problem shared is a problem halved”. I feel better afterwards and then I can move on to handle things like an adult.
I love to do this technique through email because at the point I’m writing it there is no one adding fuel to the flame. I get what’s bugging me off my chest and later after I’ve calmed down I get some sensible decision about what happed. Plus later when I read it back it’s pretty damn funny. I rarely mice my words in those kind of messages.
Through my message blurting I find I can self extinguish most moods. The only down side is because I can sort my own moods out some conversations I should have never take place. People may not know I’ve been an offended or have taken issue with something because instead of dealing with the source of the problem I just deal with effect it has on me. Sometimes it doesn’t end in a pretty picture.
I’ve always been told you can’t control the acts of others but you can control you react to them. So that’s why I deal with things within myself instead trying to change others, I just figure it’s easier. Don’t get me wrong if something is truly bugging me or if I know I’m right I'll put you in your place quicker than you can blink your eyes. But I pick my battles. Sometimes it’s just not worth the headache.
I’m heading off to bed guys, sweet dream. As always stay safe and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Love Always,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
It probably comes off a little crazy to people who don’t know me the first time they see me do this and it might even be a little confusing for them. They normally get clued in pretty quickly and they get use to it. Most of them find it really funny and I can’t blame them for that. Normally even I’m laughing by the end.
It kind of plays into my theory sometimes all you need to do is vent or the old saying “a problem shared is a problem halved”. I feel better afterwards and then I can move on to handle things like an adult.
I love to do this technique through email because at the point I’m writing it there is no one adding fuel to the flame. I get what’s bugging me off my chest and later after I’ve calmed down I get some sensible decision about what happed. Plus later when I read it back it’s pretty damn funny. I rarely mice my words in those kind of messages.
Through my message blurting I find I can self extinguish most moods. The only down side is because I can sort my own moods out some conversations I should have never take place. People may not know I’ve been an offended or have taken issue with something because instead of dealing with the source of the problem I just deal with effect it has on me. Sometimes it doesn’t end in a pretty picture.
I’ve always been told you can’t control the acts of others but you can control you react to them. So that’s why I deal with things within myself instead trying to change others, I just figure it’s easier. Don’t get me wrong if something is truly bugging me or if I know I’m right I'll put you in your place quicker than you can blink your eyes. But I pick my battles. Sometimes it’s just not worth the headache.
I’m heading off to bed guys, sweet dream. As always stay safe and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Love Always,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Wednesday 4 May 2011
Post-It Communication
I recently had a following out with someone because of lack of communication or miss communicate I think is a better way to put it.
He felt I didn’t share my feelings with him; instead I turned to my blog. I don’t share that opinion. I feel I did tell him how I felt but he just didn’t hear it. This has left me thinking would the world be a better place if we communicated via post-it notes?
I’ll admit I didn’t tell him in the most straight forward way. Females rarely do. I like to throw things like that into the middle of email or just into a casual conversation. I don’t want to show weakness and if I can bury it in a message, I will. It makes me feel less of a failure. I still have said it. I’ve just didn’t said it with arrows pointing to it. Looking back it would have been easier to stick a post-it to forehead saying “I feel neglected”.
Just think about how many less fights there would be if you could just make your point via post-it notes. There would be no saying “you didn’t tell me” or “I didn’t know”. I mean if it’s stuck to their body nobody can play dumb. How easy would breakups be? “We’re over, you’re a cheat, Take your stuff”. No tears, no guilt, just stick it and leave.
I may take to leaving post-it style messages. I just like the idea of ditching the bullshit and being straight forward. Not sure if that will keep me out of trouble or land me in more. Who cares, I’m always in trouble for something. Can’t please everyone or in my case anyone.
Anyways I’m heading off guys. Stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
He felt I didn’t share my feelings with him; instead I turned to my blog. I don’t share that opinion. I feel I did tell him how I felt but he just didn’t hear it. This has left me thinking would the world be a better place if we communicated via post-it notes?
I’ll admit I didn’t tell him in the most straight forward way. Females rarely do. I like to throw things like that into the middle of email or just into a casual conversation. I don’t want to show weakness and if I can bury it in a message, I will. It makes me feel less of a failure. I still have said it. I’ve just didn’t said it with arrows pointing to it. Looking back it would have been easier to stick a post-it to forehead saying “I feel neglected”.
Just think about how many less fights there would be if you could just make your point via post-it notes. There would be no saying “you didn’t tell me” or “I didn’t know”. I mean if it’s stuck to their body nobody can play dumb. How easy would breakups be? “We’re over, you’re a cheat, Take your stuff”. No tears, no guilt, just stick it and leave.
I may take to leaving post-it style messages. I just like the idea of ditching the bullshit and being straight forward. Not sure if that will keep me out of trouble or land me in more. Who cares, I’m always in trouble for something. Can’t please everyone or in my case anyone.
Anyways I’m heading off guys. Stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Sunday 1 May 2011
Why I blog
“Keep a diary and one day it’ll keep you” – Mae West
I love that quote by Mae West. It isn’t the reason I started keeping a diary but it is the reason I continue keeping one. And hopefully one day my collection of lessons learned the hard way and things that would only happen to me, will pay off for me.
I started keeping a diary when I was younger because of a therapist. I use to have really bad nightmares, I would cry and scream in my sleep and no one could wake me up and when I would wake I wouldn’t remember anything. So she asked me to keep diary so she could work out what was causing the dreams. We never did work it out but by 4th grade I pretty much stopped having them. By then the habit of writing about the day’s events was ingrained in me.
It’s become something I turn to. Some people turn to family members or friends, when things get to me I turn to my diary and now my blog. It helps me sort my head out and deal with whatever is bugging me. Sometime all a person needs to do is vent and a diary won’t think less of you if you change your mind 5 minutes later.
10 years ago I went from keeping a handwritten diary to keeping it on my computer and then 3 years ago I made the decision to post them online as blog. I thought someone else may be able to learn from my mistakes. I figured it would good idea to share my thoughts and feels with other people who may or may not feel the same way I do.
I don’t post a blog every day however I do keep a paper based bullet point “diary” on a daily bases. I write things down as they happen, how I feel and small things and then at a later date I use those notes and turn it into a blog post. The only problem I have with that is I have to match my post to my mood. I can’t write about being happy when I’m sad.
I don’t always post that way. Sometimes I sit down and write what I’m feeling. If I’m really upset or confused I like to work that way because if nothing else it helps me sort my head out. It helps me work through things and figure out what actually happed and how to fix it or in some cases make it worse.
When I went from paper to blogging online I said I wouldn't treat it any differently but that didn’t work so well. I blog under The Honest Bitch so I can be blunt and honest and keep some privacy for the people I write about. Sadly that hasn’t worked so well for me. I’m still learning how to balance being honest and blunt with not slandering people.
I don’t blog to hurt people and I am sorry to anyone I may have hurt through it. Anyways my dears I’m heading off. As always stay safe guys.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I love that quote by Mae West. It isn’t the reason I started keeping a diary but it is the reason I continue keeping one. And hopefully one day my collection of lessons learned the hard way and things that would only happen to me, will pay off for me.
I started keeping a diary when I was younger because of a therapist. I use to have really bad nightmares, I would cry and scream in my sleep and no one could wake me up and when I would wake I wouldn’t remember anything. So she asked me to keep diary so she could work out what was causing the dreams. We never did work it out but by 4th grade I pretty much stopped having them. By then the habit of writing about the day’s events was ingrained in me.
It’s become something I turn to. Some people turn to family members or friends, when things get to me I turn to my diary and now my blog. It helps me sort my head out and deal with whatever is bugging me. Sometime all a person needs to do is vent and a diary won’t think less of you if you change your mind 5 minutes later.
10 years ago I went from keeping a handwritten diary to keeping it on my computer and then 3 years ago I made the decision to post them online as blog. I thought someone else may be able to learn from my mistakes. I figured it would good idea to share my thoughts and feels with other people who may or may not feel the same way I do.
I don’t post a blog every day however I do keep a paper based bullet point “diary” on a daily bases. I write things down as they happen, how I feel and small things and then at a later date I use those notes and turn it into a blog post. The only problem I have with that is I have to match my post to my mood. I can’t write about being happy when I’m sad.
I don’t always post that way. Sometimes I sit down and write what I’m feeling. If I’m really upset or confused I like to work that way because if nothing else it helps me sort my head out. It helps me work through things and figure out what actually happed and how to fix it or in some cases make it worse.
When I went from paper to blogging online I said I wouldn't treat it any differently but that didn’t work so well. I blog under The Honest Bitch so I can be blunt and honest and keep some privacy for the people I write about. Sadly that hasn’t worked so well for me. I’m still learning how to balance being honest and blunt with not slandering people.
I don’t blog to hurt people and I am sorry to anyone I may have hurt through it. Anyways my dears I’m heading off. As always stay safe guys.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Friday 29 April 2011
Nicknames
I’m currently trying to come up with a nickname for a friend. This is weird for me normally I just come out with something stupid or odd and it sticks. I never set out to nickname someone. But in this case I feel it would make my life easier if I could write about this person without naming him.
I kind of wish he’d chat more right now so he could say something or I could say something to him that makes me think “oh that’s it, that’s now his name.” I’m kind of liking NTB right now. It stands for “Not The Boyfriend”. Remember the TV show Dinosaurs, and the cute little baby hitting the dad dinosaur with frying pan saying “not the momma”? Well he said something and that image popped into my head so that may be his new name.
Mr. X was an easy one to come up with. You guys use to say he was my Mr. Big and I’d always say if it was a game show a big X would appear on screen and that’s how it came to be.
Chicken Man is chicken man. He is listed in my phone as that. He hates it but that’s his name. He got that name because when we use text we’d call each other chicken and one day I called him a chicken man and it just stuck.
There is always a story behind the things I call people. It feels weird for me to have to pull a name out of thin air.
Anyways my dears my painkillers are kicking in and I want to sleep while I can.
Love you
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I kind of wish he’d chat more right now so he could say something or I could say something to him that makes me think “oh that’s it, that’s now his name.” I’m kind of liking NTB right now. It stands for “Not The Boyfriend”. Remember the TV show Dinosaurs, and the cute little baby hitting the dad dinosaur with frying pan saying “not the momma”? Well he said something and that image popped into my head so that may be his new name.
Mr. X was an easy one to come up with. You guys use to say he was my Mr. Big and I’d always say if it was a game show a big X would appear on screen and that’s how it came to be.
Chicken Man is chicken man. He is listed in my phone as that. He hates it but that’s his name. He got that name because when we use text we’d call each other chicken and one day I called him a chicken man and it just stuck.
There is always a story behind the things I call people. It feels weird for me to have to pull a name out of thin air.
Anyways my dears my painkillers are kicking in and I want to sleep while I can.
Love you
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Monday 25 April 2011
Not Such A Happy Easter
I’m just going to try and keep this short because if it gets too long I change my view point and none of what I said makes any sense. Trust me this is draft number 7.
I tweeted a picture of my rather soggy tear stained pillows and you guys want to know what happened so I’ll do my best to share the details with you.
I posted a blog at the start of the month about my friends being shitty friends and apparently it read like I was only picking on one person. I didn’t mean it to sound that way and most you didn’t read it that way but someone did and shit hit the fan.
I handled things poorly. I went into manager mode and just deflexed his statements because I didn’t want to make myself look bad and because of that we decided it would be best if our dealings ended there.
Personally I will really miss him but I respect him and sometimes good bye is just best for both parties. I’m sure I’ll shed many more tears but I’ll learn from it and become stronger.
Looking at the bright-side I only have to deal with tonight and Monday. Tuesday I will be highly medicated and luck if I remember my own name. Actually I think I still have some tranquillisers left ......Can you mix them with tequila?
Anyways my dears thank you for listening. I’ll include that pillow picture in case you didn’t see it on twitter. Have a good night, I’m off to drown my sorrows and hopefully wake up to this all being a bad dreams. (Does that ever work)?
Love You All
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I tweeted a picture of my rather soggy tear stained pillows and you guys want to know what happened so I’ll do my best to share the details with you.
I posted a blog at the start of the month about my friends being shitty friends and apparently it read like I was only picking on one person. I didn’t mean it to sound that way and most you didn’t read it that way but someone did and shit hit the fan.
I handled things poorly. I went into manager mode and just deflexed his statements because I didn’t want to make myself look bad and because of that we decided it would be best if our dealings ended there.
Personally I will really miss him but I respect him and sometimes good bye is just best for both parties. I’m sure I’ll shed many more tears but I’ll learn from it and become stronger.
Looking at the bright-side I only have to deal with tonight and Monday. Tuesday I will be highly medicated and luck if I remember my own name. Actually I think I still have some tranquillisers left ......Can you mix them with tequila?
Anyways my dears thank you for listening. I’ll include that pillow picture in case you didn’t see it on twitter. Have a good night, I’m off to drown my sorrows and hopefully wake up to this all being a bad dreams. (Does that ever work)?
Love You All
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Thursday 7 April 2011
Turnabout Is Fair Play?
I was planning to write a blog about being fucked off with people not being there for me when I go out of my way to be there for them. I was going to write about me quitting being a friend, and invoke the playgroup law of turnabout is fair play.
Oddly enough I was reading some of my old blogs and I was reminded of something Neal inspired me to write about seeing the good in things. Despite the fact I’m not happy with him right now I’ll give credit where credit is due and he’s a smart guy, and that’s a great lookout to have.
This has left me thinking that maybe quitting being a friend isn’t the right way to handle things. As much as I want to tell people to fuck off, people being a crappy friend isn’t an excuse for me to be a bad friend as well. I should just take the high road. Karma will get them for me.
I would have been within my rights to declare “turnabout’s fair play” and be a complete bitch to everyone but why should I sink to their level? I’m going to take the high road and just play nice then when karma kicks their ass, I’ll take satisfaction in that. There is nothing like revenge without getting hands dirty.
I just want thank my readers for being better friends then most of my real ones, you guys are amazing. I have to head off so as always, stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Oddly enough I was reading some of my old blogs and I was reminded of something Neal inspired me to write about seeing the good in things. Despite the fact I’m not happy with him right now I’ll give credit where credit is due and he’s a smart guy, and that’s a great lookout to have.
This has left me thinking that maybe quitting being a friend isn’t the right way to handle things. As much as I want to tell people to fuck off, people being a crappy friend isn’t an excuse for me to be a bad friend as well. I should just take the high road. Karma will get them for me.
I would have been within my rights to declare “turnabout’s fair play” and be a complete bitch to everyone but why should I sink to their level? I’m going to take the high road and just play nice then when karma kicks their ass, I’ll take satisfaction in that. There is nothing like revenge without getting hands dirty.
I just want thank my readers for being better friends then most of my real ones, you guys are amazing. I have to head off so as always, stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Wednesday 30 March 2011
Setting The Record Straight
I’ve been asked the same question a lot lately, I have answered most of them individually but since I’ve been asked so many time I thought I’d just set the record straight in a little blog.
You guys always make me laugh and you have been very opinionated on this matter so let me just tell you guys straight, I am not nor do I wish to be fucking Neal.
Let’s start with the main issue and there are a few with your ideas. His penis isn’t 3,000 kilometers long. I’ve never seen it but I assume a penis that size would be in Guinness or something.
The other problem is I don’t date or sleep with guys that are younger then I am. It’s just one of my little quirks. I’m sure there are lots of great guys younger than me but I just find it off putting. They have to be older and they have to be taller that is the law.
I’ve loved reading your opinions and thoughts on this “relationship”. They have made me laugh. My favorite ones are the ones where you call him the devil and tell me Mr. X is my soul mate. I love you guys but you’re crazy.
Please don’t get me wrong, Neal is an amazing guy and I care for him but he isn’t the future Mr. Honest Bitch. For one minute forget about him being young and his penis not spanned the Atlantic but the honest truth is I don’t begin to meet his standards either. We’re both pretty set in stone about what we want. But feel free to keep sending me your ideas and opinions because they never fail to put a smile on my face.
I love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
PS Stay safe
You guys always make me laugh and you have been very opinionated on this matter so let me just tell you guys straight, I am not nor do I wish to be fucking Neal.
Let’s start with the main issue and there are a few with your ideas. His penis isn’t 3,000 kilometers long. I’ve never seen it but I assume a penis that size would be in Guinness or something.
The other problem is I don’t date or sleep with guys that are younger then I am. It’s just one of my little quirks. I’m sure there are lots of great guys younger than me but I just find it off putting. They have to be older and they have to be taller that is the law.
I’ve loved reading your opinions and thoughts on this “relationship”. They have made me laugh. My favorite ones are the ones where you call him the devil and tell me Mr. X is my soul mate. I love you guys but you’re crazy.
Please don’t get me wrong, Neal is an amazing guy and I care for him but he isn’t the future Mr. Honest Bitch. For one minute forget about him being young and his penis not spanned the Atlantic but the honest truth is I don’t begin to meet his standards either. We’re both pretty set in stone about what we want. But feel free to keep sending me your ideas and opinions because they never fail to put a smile on my face.
I love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
PS Stay safe
Friday 25 March 2011
Rough Week
Hey Guys,
I’ve had a rough week and it’s kind of turned me into an evil bitch and I feel bad about it. Well kind of bad about it, my points were valid but I didn’t say it in the most lady-like way. It was more of the drunken sailor way of getting a point across.
I’ll try to explain why I’ve been so snappy. The reason is very simple. My back has been really bad. It sounds like nothing I know until you realise the effect it has on your normal life.
It’s a well known fact when you’ve been coping with long term pain some of it can just be in your mind, so to combat that I don’t listen to my body and I just carry on as normal until I literally end up on the ground. This is a stupid thing to do in all honestly and a major reason why my mood takes a knock.
When my back is at it worse, my normal life stops. I don’t go out, I don’t see friends, and I don’t chat much via text or online. I just lock myself away in my room and sleep a lot and do not much else. Locking myself away is good thing because when I’m in pain, I can’t play nice. My brain is busy thinking “pain, pain, pain” and it has no room to yell at me and say “reword that”.
I cope with my normal pain levels by having fun and just not taking things too seriously. This method fails when my pain level reaches level 8. At that point my sense of humour flees my body and I become evil and not much fun.
Luckily I’m feeling much better now and more like myself. I need to thanks Neal for sticking around. I won’t blame anyone for running away and hiding under their bed. Hell I think I would hide too.
Anyways my dears have a great weekend and as always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I’ve had a rough week and it’s kind of turned me into an evil bitch and I feel bad about it. Well kind of bad about it, my points were valid but I didn’t say it in the most lady-like way. It was more of the drunken sailor way of getting a point across.
I’ll try to explain why I’ve been so snappy. The reason is very simple. My back has been really bad. It sounds like nothing I know until you realise the effect it has on your normal life.
It’s a well known fact when you’ve been coping with long term pain some of it can just be in your mind, so to combat that I don’t listen to my body and I just carry on as normal until I literally end up on the ground. This is a stupid thing to do in all honestly and a major reason why my mood takes a knock.
When my back is at it worse, my normal life stops. I don’t go out, I don’t see friends, and I don’t chat much via text or online. I just lock myself away in my room and sleep a lot and do not much else. Locking myself away is good thing because when I’m in pain, I can’t play nice. My brain is busy thinking “pain, pain, pain” and it has no room to yell at me and say “reword that”.
I cope with my normal pain levels by having fun and just not taking things too seriously. This method fails when my pain level reaches level 8. At that point my sense of humour flees my body and I become evil and not much fun.
Luckily I’m feeling much better now and more like myself. I need to thanks Neal for sticking around. I won’t blame anyone for running away and hiding under their bed. Hell I think I would hide too.
Anyways my dears have a great weekend and as always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Saturday 19 March 2011
Internet Friends
When I say internet friends I’m not talking about those “friends” you have online to stretch an itch. I’m talking about those few friends you’ve met online, who live on the opposite sides of the world and you continue to chat to because you like each other and have things in common. Those few special randoms you just click with.
I almost feel that the friendships you form online are more pure. You’re not influenced by who they hang out with, who they’re dating or having to be seen in public with them. These friendships are formed and last because you can be completely honest with one and other. You don’t have to pretend to be something you’re not and you don’t have to worry about maintaining a certain reputation. You’re just you.
It’s kind of weird when you think about it, you form these close friendships with people you probably wouldn’t recognize in the street. Neal is the perfect example, I felt horrible that I hurt his feelings and I may or may not have cried about it. Anyone who knows me wouldn’t believe that for second. I've never been sorry for anything I’ve said. After all it’s only my personal opinion. So the idea that I could feel bad over a relative stranger is crazy. Then again I’ve never been normal.
The other big benefit to having good internet friends is they don’t know you’re real life friends. This means you can vent, moan and bitch all you want without fear that the person will find out. Internet friends are also great for unbiased opinions. They have no motivation to lead you astray.
The other great benefit is if things turn sour Internet friends are easy to get rid of. Block button, appear offline then are so many ways to get rid of them. You hope it never comes down to that, but if they go crazy they’re easier to hide from than real world friends.
Internet friends have an important role to play in the circle of life. Anyways guys I’m off have a great night and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I almost feel that the friendships you form online are more pure. You’re not influenced by who they hang out with, who they’re dating or having to be seen in public with them. These friendships are formed and last because you can be completely honest with one and other. You don’t have to pretend to be something you’re not and you don’t have to worry about maintaining a certain reputation. You’re just you.
It’s kind of weird when you think about it, you form these close friendships with people you probably wouldn’t recognize in the street. Neal is the perfect example, I felt horrible that I hurt his feelings and I may or may not have cried about it. Anyone who knows me wouldn’t believe that for second. I've never been sorry for anything I’ve said. After all it’s only my personal opinion. So the idea that I could feel bad over a relative stranger is crazy. Then again I’ve never been normal.
The other big benefit to having good internet friends is they don’t know you’re real life friends. This means you can vent, moan and bitch all you want without fear that the person will find out. Internet friends are also great for unbiased opinions. They have no motivation to lead you astray.
The other great benefit is if things turn sour Internet friends are easy to get rid of. Block button, appear offline then are so many ways to get rid of them. You hope it never comes down to that, but if they go crazy they’re easier to hide from than real world friends.
Internet friends have an important role to play in the circle of life. Anyways guys I’m off have a great night and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Tuesday 15 March 2011
Damned if I do and damned if I don’t
I slept maybe an hour last night someone was hurt by something I said, actually more by the way in which it was said or not said as the case may be. I truly felt like I was living in damned if I do and damned if I don’t land.
Things weren’t said because my dear friend Neal is a very busy man. I know he is the sort of person who will make time to talk but I just don’t feel important enough to take up his time. He has a lot on his plate and I feel bad adding to that.
I’m damned if I do fill him in on the little thing because I feel like I should let him get on with what he needs to do. I feel bad for needed to chat to him. And I’m damned if I don’t tell him anything because it looks bad, and he ends up hurt and pissed off.
I just can’t catch a break. I’ve been single of almost a year and I’m still getting in trouble with men. The sad thing in this case I don’t even get makeup sex. Hell I don’t even get a makeup hug :-)
We managed to talk things out last night and we’re fine but I’m not fine with myself. Stupid decisions and I should have handle things differently. I’ll always be my harshest critic. My biggest strength and weakness is I’ll replay things over and over until I’ve learned all I can. Great way to learn but I like my sleep. Luckily I rarely make the same mistake to twice.
I do feel really bad that my words hurt someone I care about. Yeah, it was the way I felt at the time but I didn’t mean it to sound as mean as it may have come across. I should have taken a moment to see it through his eyes and I didn’t. I am sorry for that.
Anyways my dears, I have things I need to get back to. Stay safe guys and remember to think before you type.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Things weren’t said because my dear friend Neal is a very busy man. I know he is the sort of person who will make time to talk but I just don’t feel important enough to take up his time. He has a lot on his plate and I feel bad adding to that.
I’m damned if I do fill him in on the little thing because I feel like I should let him get on with what he needs to do. I feel bad for needed to chat to him. And I’m damned if I don’t tell him anything because it looks bad, and he ends up hurt and pissed off.
I just can’t catch a break. I’ve been single of almost a year and I’m still getting in trouble with men. The sad thing in this case I don’t even get makeup sex. Hell I don’t even get a makeup hug :-)
We managed to talk things out last night and we’re fine but I’m not fine with myself. Stupid decisions and I should have handle things differently. I’ll always be my harshest critic. My biggest strength and weakness is I’ll replay things over and over until I’ve learned all I can. Great way to learn but I like my sleep. Luckily I rarely make the same mistake to twice.
I do feel really bad that my words hurt someone I care about. Yeah, it was the way I felt at the time but I didn’t mean it to sound as mean as it may have come across. I should have taken a moment to see it through his eyes and I didn’t. I am sorry for that.
Anyways my dears, I have things I need to get back to. Stay safe guys and remember to think before you type.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Sunday 13 March 2011
Speaking My Mind
Last week Neal said something to me about venting and if I have a problem with it he has messages with me venting. He may have been joking but my first thought was good ahead girlfriend.
I vent to stop me saying things to people I’ve already said to them. It stops me becoming a broken record. I may be a bitch not I’m not sneaky. If I have something to say I’ll say it. I’m not afraid to speak my mind.
My rants are talked about years after the fact. Besides changing men on a weekly basics, I’m known for my rants and if you think I’d waste my “A” material on a someone who is as good as imaginary, you’re crazy.
I love Neal dearly, he’s a great guy but he’s not getting my “A” material unless I ever feel the need to get pissed off with him. Which is unlikely, we just snap at each other and I ended up in tears. It’s never got to the point when I’ve needed to sling comments at him. Plus I wouldn’t want to; my blogs reaches 500 people less than his videos. Life lesson – Never fuck with people that are more powerful then you.
I understand the importance of playing nice. You can’t speak to everyone in the same way. Some people need things wrapped up in a positive bow and others you can tell them straight. I’d rather tell people straight, I don’t like to play nice but I can do it unlike some people I know. That why I like Mr. X he has the inability to play nice and I love that. You don’t have to read in-between the lines with him, he’ll tell you how it is with no regard for human feelings.
Anyways dolls I have things to do, I’ll speak to you all soon. As always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I vent to stop me saying things to people I’ve already said to them. It stops me becoming a broken record. I may be a bitch not I’m not sneaky. If I have something to say I’ll say it. I’m not afraid to speak my mind.
My rants are talked about years after the fact. Besides changing men on a weekly basics, I’m known for my rants and if you think I’d waste my “A” material on a someone who is as good as imaginary, you’re crazy.
I love Neal dearly, he’s a great guy but he’s not getting my “A” material unless I ever feel the need to get pissed off with him. Which is unlikely, we just snap at each other and I ended up in tears. It’s never got to the point when I’ve needed to sling comments at him. Plus I wouldn’t want to; my blogs reaches 500 people less than his videos. Life lesson – Never fuck with people that are more powerful then you.
I understand the importance of playing nice. You can’t speak to everyone in the same way. Some people need things wrapped up in a positive bow and others you can tell them straight. I’d rather tell people straight, I don’t like to play nice but I can do it unlike some people I know. That why I like Mr. X he has the inability to play nice and I love that. You don’t have to read in-between the lines with him, he’ll tell you how it is with no regard for human feelings.
Anyways dolls I have things to do, I’ll speak to you all soon. As always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Thursday 10 March 2011
People Person
I’ve worked a lot of customer facing roles over the years and sadly I’m rather good at them. I say sadly because as everyone who’s ever been at their job knows when your good you end up working more. You’re talked into more hours, you’re the first one called when someone is sick, you’re always being called upon to trouble shoot and most annoyingly you’re made to train new staff members. I may be good at what I do but there is a small problem...I’m not a people person.
When I worked customer service roles I use to think of it as a part in play. That’s why I was so good at my job; I don’t have a gift for dealing with people, I’m just a fantastic actress.
I can’t stand 99% of people. The list of reasons why I can’t stand some people is pretty much never ending. It could be something as small as a voice that goes through me or as big as fucking their way through all of my friends. I have more reasons to hate someone then I do to like them. I’m sorry if that sounds a little bitchy but that’s just me.
A larger percent of people are complete idiots and seeing as I have a low bullshit tolerance I was doomed from the start. I can’t tell you have many times someone’s been talking to me and it’s taken all my will power not to strangle them. My advice to the world is, if you don’t know what you’re talking about shut the fuck up or someone with less will power then me will hurt you.
For those people I actually do like, they should feel honoured. I don’t like many people. Hell there is large amount of my friends I don’t like. The big testament to that is my Facebook friends list, it's 700+, however the amount of people who can see me online to chat is 5 (soon to be 4, someone have truly fucked me off). Like I said....I’m not a people person.
I’m just not someone that needs to be around people to be happy. I’m an only child so I’m very use to my own company and for me to want someone else around they have to be something special and most people aren't.
Anyways my dolls I’m heading off for the night. As always stay safe.
Love always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
When I worked customer service roles I use to think of it as a part in play. That’s why I was so good at my job; I don’t have a gift for dealing with people, I’m just a fantastic actress.
I can’t stand 99% of people. The list of reasons why I can’t stand some people is pretty much never ending. It could be something as small as a voice that goes through me or as big as fucking their way through all of my friends. I have more reasons to hate someone then I do to like them. I’m sorry if that sounds a little bitchy but that’s just me.
A larger percent of people are complete idiots and seeing as I have a low bullshit tolerance I was doomed from the start. I can’t tell you have many times someone’s been talking to me and it’s taken all my will power not to strangle them. My advice to the world is, if you don’t know what you’re talking about shut the fuck up or someone with less will power then me will hurt you.
For those people I actually do like, they should feel honoured. I don’t like many people. Hell there is large amount of my friends I don’t like. The big testament to that is my Facebook friends list, it's 700+, however the amount of people who can see me online to chat is 5 (soon to be 4, someone have truly fucked me off). Like I said....I’m not a people person.
I’m just not someone that needs to be around people to be happy. I’m an only child so I’m very use to my own company and for me to want someone else around they have to be something special and most people aren't.
Anyways my dolls I’m heading off for the night. As always stay safe.
Love always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Friday 4 March 2011
Perception
For as long as I can remember I’ve always had exceptional perception skills. I tend to pick up on things that others wouldn’t. I also have a habit of picking up on thing before the person themselves realize how they’re feeling. My perception skill are so good it’s often been suggested that I’m an empath. I don’t buy into that. I just listen to people and take notice when things, no matter how minor, change about them.
When you pick up on people’s emotions sometimes you see warning signs in people’s behaviour. This is all well and good if the person knows how they’re feeling but people like to deny their feelings and when I can see there is a problem or they're heading for one this can be a challenge.
I don’t want to see any of my friends hurt or overwhelmed and when I see these little warning signs I want to help and prevent it. I only have good intensions but because people sometimes can’t see what I see or are deny it they can take offence to anything I have to say.
I can’t begin to tell you how much it pisses me off when people snap at me because they just don’t want to admit they’re overwhelmed. When I get my kindness thrown back at me part of me just thinks “Fuck it, let them crash and burn”. It really gets to me when I trying to help someone and in returned I get bitched at. It’s not my fault you’re having problems, so why take it out on me?
Don’t get me wrong I’m always there if a friend needs to talk or just vent but I won’t be blamed or yelled at for things at have nothing to do with me. I’m happy to help and good the extra mile for my friends but sometimes I wonder why I bother. I mean there is no one there for me when I have a bad day. It just grates on me sometimes that the give and take in my friendships isn’t anywhere close to being even.
It’s not helping matters that my patience is almost nonexistent at the moment. My back pain has reappeared. I’ve gone from being nearly pain free for 3 months to being in 24 hours of consistent pain. Back pain is nothing new to me, but when it goes from nothing to consistent it just takes a while for my body to stop crying about it and just deal with it. So I think I may be a little touchier then normal too which isn’t a great thing.
Anyways my dears I’m heading off to watch the game. Have a good night and as always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
When you pick up on people’s emotions sometimes you see warning signs in people’s behaviour. This is all well and good if the person knows how they’re feeling but people like to deny their feelings and when I can see there is a problem or they're heading for one this can be a challenge.
I don’t want to see any of my friends hurt or overwhelmed and when I see these little warning signs I want to help and prevent it. I only have good intensions but because people sometimes can’t see what I see or are deny it they can take offence to anything I have to say.
I can’t begin to tell you how much it pisses me off when people snap at me because they just don’t want to admit they’re overwhelmed. When I get my kindness thrown back at me part of me just thinks “Fuck it, let them crash and burn”. It really gets to me when I trying to help someone and in returned I get bitched at. It’s not my fault you’re having problems, so why take it out on me?
Don’t get me wrong I’m always there if a friend needs to talk or just vent but I won’t be blamed or yelled at for things at have nothing to do with me. I’m happy to help and good the extra mile for my friends but sometimes I wonder why I bother. I mean there is no one there for me when I have a bad day. It just grates on me sometimes that the give and take in my friendships isn’t anywhere close to being even.
It’s not helping matters that my patience is almost nonexistent at the moment. My back pain has reappeared. I’ve gone from being nearly pain free for 3 months to being in 24 hours of consistent pain. Back pain is nothing new to me, but when it goes from nothing to consistent it just takes a while for my body to stop crying about it and just deal with it. So I think I may be a little touchier then normal too which isn’t a great thing.
Anyways my dears I’m heading off to watch the game. Have a good night and as always stay safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Sunday 27 February 2011
Choices
Choices, we make then every day sometimes good, sometimes bad and sometimes with a very funny out comes.
I’ve told you guys about Neal and his YouTube channel before, he posted a new video Monday and my choices lead to something only I would do.
Thanks to the time difference Neal’s videos are almost always posted when I’m asleep. I’ll get a text message telling me he’s posted a new video and it’s become a habit then when I see it, I watch it. It’s become almost a reflex, I don’t even think about it. (Thanks Neal for all those early mornings).
That night I happened to have a guy friend over, we were talking and hanging out. One thing lead to another and we started kissing and things, (Let me just say this isn’t a good thing last time we ended up sleeping together we didn’t talk months and was just messy) just at the second it looked like things were going to go farther, my phone went off. (Anyone who knows me knows my phone is always to hand.) I saw Neal had posted a new video so kind of without thinking with a guy on top of me my hand went for my mouse. I did get asked what I was doing and I replied without thinking “Neal has a new video”. Needless to say at this point he was getting dressed, and 30 seconds later he was out the door...He never did say bye...How rude.
I just sat on my bed watching the rest of Neal’s video. About 10 seconds later it hit me what had just happened and I lost it. I was crying in laughter. I actually fell off the side of my bed laughing. I mean come on who in their right mind would give up sex with a hot guy to watch a friends YouTube video. The video is always going to be there, I swear The Show with Neal brainwashed me.
The funny thing is the guy blames Neal not me. I think he thinks Neal was spying on us via web cam so he knew the precise moment to upload his video. Hey it’s he’s choice to blame Neal, I’m not going to argue :-)
In hindsight I’m thankful for Neal’s poor timing. I don’t want to lose a good friend because of a poor choice. It would have been a stupid mistake and I’m thankful for being brainwashed. P.S That’s my story and I’m sticking to it...... The Show with Neal brainwashed me.
See what I mean about choices? Some are good, some are bad and some just make great stories.
As always stay safe dolls
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I’ve told you guys about Neal and his YouTube channel before, he posted a new video Monday and my choices lead to something only I would do.
Thanks to the time difference Neal’s videos are almost always posted when I’m asleep. I’ll get a text message telling me he’s posted a new video and it’s become a habit then when I see it, I watch it. It’s become almost a reflex, I don’t even think about it. (Thanks Neal for all those early mornings).
That night I happened to have a guy friend over, we were talking and hanging out. One thing lead to another and we started kissing and things, (Let me just say this isn’t a good thing last time we ended up sleeping together we didn’t talk months and was just messy) just at the second it looked like things were going to go farther, my phone went off. (Anyone who knows me knows my phone is always to hand.) I saw Neal had posted a new video so kind of without thinking with a guy on top of me my hand went for my mouse. I did get asked what I was doing and I replied without thinking “Neal has a new video”. Needless to say at this point he was getting dressed, and 30 seconds later he was out the door...He never did say bye...How rude.
I just sat on my bed watching the rest of Neal’s video. About 10 seconds later it hit me what had just happened and I lost it. I was crying in laughter. I actually fell off the side of my bed laughing. I mean come on who in their right mind would give up sex with a hot guy to watch a friends YouTube video. The video is always going to be there, I swear The Show with Neal brainwashed me.
The funny thing is the guy blames Neal not me. I think he thinks Neal was spying on us via web cam so he knew the precise moment to upload his video. Hey it’s he’s choice to blame Neal, I’m not going to argue :-)
In hindsight I’m thankful for Neal’s poor timing. I don’t want to lose a good friend because of a poor choice. It would have been a stupid mistake and I’m thankful for being brainwashed. P.S That’s my story and I’m sticking to it...... The Show with Neal brainwashed me.
See what I mean about choices? Some are good, some are bad and some just make great stories.
As always stay safe dolls
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Tuesday 1 February 2011
Crying and Learning
For me crying is kind of like shaking an Etch- A-sketch, it’s an emotional slat cleaner. Whether I’m mad, sad or hurt once I cry I’m able to drop it and move on. So I’ll admit I cry a far bit, but only about my issues. I’m not someone who cries and funerals or weddings, I rarely cry at movies or TV so imagine my surprise when I my eyes watered and I started to cry over a friends situation.
He was talking to me about how he told a girl he liked her. He knew she was in a relationship so he knew nothing would happen but he wanted her to know how he felt. He went on to tell me about how he only wanted her to be happy and how even if they were just friends she still made him happy and smile so either way he’s a winner.
I think he’s a winner because of his attitude. He just sees the positive, he’s strength and pose just amazes me. He sees the girl he loves daily and he’s strong enough to put his feelings to one side and just care about her happiness and will being. That’s amazing.
I remember how I felt dealing with the Mr. X drama and despite the fact I wanted the best for him, it still really hurt and to be honest it changed the way I deal with guys. I’ve been single longer than I’ve ever have been and that because I can’t put myself in the position to be hurt again. I’m not strong enough to do what he’s done and the fact anyone could do that is inspiring.
He came out with “sometimes you have to be thankful for what you have and not what you want.” I think those are some words to remember. You can’t have everything you want and you should just make the most of what you do have. That boy is wise beyond his years.
I’ve talked a lot about it this year, turning negatives into positives and this man seems to embody that lesson. Personally I’m just happy to take the opportunity to learn from someone else’s experience and find new ways of looking at things.
I’m sure with an outlook like his he’ll find someone who will treat him the way he treats people. He’s a busy man so maybe it’s all just a blessing for him so can focus on what he needs to do now. But I’m sure he’ll find someone fantastic.
As for me I’m sticking with single for a while longer. Although if the price of batteries keep going up I may change my mind lol
As always stay safe and try and treat people how you’d like to be treated.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
He was talking to me about how he told a girl he liked her. He knew she was in a relationship so he knew nothing would happen but he wanted her to know how he felt. He went on to tell me about how he only wanted her to be happy and how even if they were just friends she still made him happy and smile so either way he’s a winner.
I think he’s a winner because of his attitude. He just sees the positive, he’s strength and pose just amazes me. He sees the girl he loves daily and he’s strong enough to put his feelings to one side and just care about her happiness and will being. That’s amazing.
I remember how I felt dealing with the Mr. X drama and despite the fact I wanted the best for him, it still really hurt and to be honest it changed the way I deal with guys. I’ve been single longer than I’ve ever have been and that because I can’t put myself in the position to be hurt again. I’m not strong enough to do what he’s done and the fact anyone could do that is inspiring.
He came out with “sometimes you have to be thankful for what you have and not what you want.” I think those are some words to remember. You can’t have everything you want and you should just make the most of what you do have. That boy is wise beyond his years.
I’ve talked a lot about it this year, turning negatives into positives and this man seems to embody that lesson. Personally I’m just happy to take the opportunity to learn from someone else’s experience and find new ways of looking at things.
I’m sure with an outlook like his he’ll find someone who will treat him the way he treats people. He’s a busy man so maybe it’s all just a blessing for him so can focus on what he needs to do now. But I’m sure he’ll find someone fantastic.
As for me I’m sticking with single for a while longer. Although if the price of batteries keep going up I may change my mind lol
As always stay safe and try and treat people how you’d like to be treated.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Saturday 29 January 2011
Renewing My Faith In Men
I think I’ve had my faith in men restored. Anyone who has read any of my blogs will know my track record in men is poor to say the least. Because of that I have a low opinion of men. I thought all men will there same. They were fuckwits, who only cared about themselves.
I was wrong. I had a conversation with a friend earlier and he was telling me about a girl he liked. As he was telling her how he felt, he found out she was dating one of his good friends. Instead of being mad or bitter he seems to have taken it in his stride. He said it sucks, but he’s rather her be happy (all together.... awwww). Who knew guys like the existed outside of chick flicks. I hope things work out for him. He deserves someone nice. He’s a good guy and we all knew there aren’t many of them left in the world.
Just hearing a guy thinking about more than his penis and actually care about someone besides himself warmed my heart. Maybe not all men are evil. It’s nice to have a little hope. However the guy is Canadian so maybe my theory on UK men is right.
I’m off guys, as always stay safe
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I was wrong. I had a conversation with a friend earlier and he was telling me about a girl he liked. As he was telling her how he felt, he found out she was dating one of his good friends. Instead of being mad or bitter he seems to have taken it in his stride. He said it sucks, but he’s rather her be happy (all together.... awwww). Who knew guys like the existed outside of chick flicks. I hope things work out for him. He deserves someone nice. He’s a good guy and we all knew there aren’t many of them left in the world.
Just hearing a guy thinking about more than his penis and actually care about someone besides himself warmed my heart. Maybe not all men are evil. It’s nice to have a little hope. However the guy is Canadian so maybe my theory on UK men is right.
I’m off guys, as always stay safe
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Friday 14 January 2011
Testing
“I don’t want to date you because I don’t want to end up in your blog.”
Because of that quote I’ve grown a little weary of guys that go from hot to cold in the blink of an eye. I kind of feel like they’re testing me, they just want to see what I will put in my blog and what I won’t.
What and what not I’ll put in my blog depends greatly on who you are. I have a different policy for boyfriends, causal dates, crushes and friends. Not to mention how I’ll write about you is very dependent on your attitude and actions towards me. I don’t create villains in my blogs, if you do nothing wrong, I have nothing bad to write about you. It’s not rocket science.
As a rule I don’t write about boyfriends unless they’re ok with it. It’s respect thing more than anything. I actually had a boyfriend a while back; we dated 6 or 7 months and as you know I didn’t talk mention him. He wasn’t even aware I had a blog. It just didn’t feel right talking behind his back.
Men I date on the other hand are fair game. I see it like this, I don’t get a choice in the other people he may be dating so why should he get a say in what I write? Also who on earth would be able to say for sure who I’m writing about. Only a handful of people know who I am and the odds of them knowing the guy are slim to none. I mean I don’t introduce my random dates to my friends.
When I’m writing about people who know who I am I just try and keep their personality in mind. It won’t affect what I say but it does affect how I’ll say it. Someone people like a spoon full of sugar with their bitchiness, others are man enough to take it straight.
People who don’t know who I am, I write about in whatever way I feel like at the time. Whatever my mood is is how they’ll be spoken about. Like I said before I don’t create villains so I’m always fair about what I write and how I write it. If they’re nice, I’m nice. If they’re mean, I’m a the biggest bitch knew to man, Karma
Anyway dolls I’m heading off. Stay Safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxoxo
Because of that quote I’ve grown a little weary of guys that go from hot to cold in the blink of an eye. I kind of feel like they’re testing me, they just want to see what I will put in my blog and what I won’t.
What and what not I’ll put in my blog depends greatly on who you are. I have a different policy for boyfriends, causal dates, crushes and friends. Not to mention how I’ll write about you is very dependent on your attitude and actions towards me. I don’t create villains in my blogs, if you do nothing wrong, I have nothing bad to write about you. It’s not rocket science.
As a rule I don’t write about boyfriends unless they’re ok with it. It’s respect thing more than anything. I actually had a boyfriend a while back; we dated 6 or 7 months and as you know I didn’t talk mention him. He wasn’t even aware I had a blog. It just didn’t feel right talking behind his back.
Men I date on the other hand are fair game. I see it like this, I don’t get a choice in the other people he may be dating so why should he get a say in what I write? Also who on earth would be able to say for sure who I’m writing about. Only a handful of people know who I am and the odds of them knowing the guy are slim to none. I mean I don’t introduce my random dates to my friends.
When I’m writing about people who know who I am I just try and keep their personality in mind. It won’t affect what I say but it does affect how I’ll say it. Someone people like a spoon full of sugar with their bitchiness, others are man enough to take it straight.
People who don’t know who I am, I write about in whatever way I feel like at the time. Whatever my mood is is how they’ll be spoken about. Like I said before I don’t create villains so I’m always fair about what I write and how I write it. If they’re nice, I’m nice. If they’re mean, I’m a the biggest bitch knew to man, Karma
Anyway dolls I’m heading off. Stay Safe.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxoxo
Friday 31 December 2010
Good Bye 2010
Hey Dolls,
For those of you that have been reading my blogs for a while you’ll knew at the end of the year I normally write a very long blog summing up the year and all the events. This year......I don’t want to. Those blogs are so depressing to write and I always end up crying, that just isn’t a good way to start a new year. So this year I’m going try something a little different.
I’m going to make peace with 2010, thank it for the lessons I’ve learned and file it under done. There is no reason for me to revisit any events, feelings or problems. What’s done is done and I can’t change it.
I’ve even decided to forgive certain people that I have every right to detest and hate. People grow with time and I shouldn’t hold mistakes over them. Please don’t get me wrong I’m not stupid, these people aren’t going to be in my close circle of friends but I’ll let bygones be bygones.
I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions, they almost always fail. So why start the New Year with a failure. That’s just not smart. In the spirit of trying new things I’m going to make a self promise. My 2011 self promise is to remember god gave me a brain for a reason.
Basically that means I plan follow my brain rather than my heart. The heart is an idiot so why people choice to follow it is beyond me. You can think about it as a political race, who would you vote for? The smart, intelligent guy, who thinks things through and makes wise decisions or the guy who’s impulsive, never things anything through and has a habit of winding up broken? Da da da daaa...... All hail your new president.... The Brain!!!!
Not rocket science is it? I think that may be my motto for the year. 2011 it’s not rocket science. I like it; it fits in with my promise to use my brain.
Anyways dolls I’m heading off. I hope you have a fantastic New Year’s Eve. Stay safe and remember 2011 it’s not rocket science :-)
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
For those of you that have been reading my blogs for a while you’ll knew at the end of the year I normally write a very long blog summing up the year and all the events. This year......I don’t want to. Those blogs are so depressing to write and I always end up crying, that just isn’t a good way to start a new year. So this year I’m going try something a little different.
I’m going to make peace with 2010, thank it for the lessons I’ve learned and file it under done. There is no reason for me to revisit any events, feelings or problems. What’s done is done and I can’t change it.
I’ve even decided to forgive certain people that I have every right to detest and hate. People grow with time and I shouldn’t hold mistakes over them. Please don’t get me wrong I’m not stupid, these people aren’t going to be in my close circle of friends but I’ll let bygones be bygones.
I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions, they almost always fail. So why start the New Year with a failure. That’s just not smart. In the spirit of trying new things I’m going to make a self promise. My 2011 self promise is to remember god gave me a brain for a reason.
Basically that means I plan follow my brain rather than my heart. The heart is an idiot so why people choice to follow it is beyond me. You can think about it as a political race, who would you vote for? The smart, intelligent guy, who thinks things through and makes wise decisions or the guy who’s impulsive, never things anything through and has a habit of winding up broken? Da da da daaa...... All hail your new president.... The Brain!!!!
Not rocket science is it? I think that may be my motto for the year. 2011 it’s not rocket science. I like it; it fits in with my promise to use my brain.
Anyways dolls I’m heading off. I hope you have a fantastic New Year’s Eve. Stay safe and remember 2011 it’s not rocket science :-)
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Monday 13 December 2010
Not moving my blog - More Details
Hey Dolls,
I think you guys would like some details on what lead to my last short update the other night. You can’t really call that a blog.
Here it goes I was getting ready to watch the HNIC and one of my many ghosts popped up. The conversation started off ok, if not a little forward on his part. Then all out of nowhere he tells me him and a group of people I haven’t seen in years have been reading my blog.
Part of my blogs charm is I can say whatever, no one knows who I am, and I’m not answerable to anyone. So I was very worried at first that people I know reading it would change things. However, after thinking about it long and hard, I realized that they’re people who I haven’t spoken to in years, why does it matter. They already have their opinions of me and seeing as we don’t they’re not good ones. And while they may hate me they’re doing me favour and helping me get more and more views.
The drama the other night wasn’t just about that. It turns out the ghost had a problem with some of the stuff I had said about him. I’m sorry his feeling got hurt but I’m not sorry for how I felt. There are two sides to every story and this blog is where I get to tell my story and how I feel. Tough cookie if you don’t like it.
Like I said in my short update, I’m very thankful for Mr. X being the voice of reason. He’s not normally so human but he actually understands the blogging world and how much time goes into not just the writing but the get readers. He may be a total jerk but I wouldn’t change him the world.
Anyways my dolls, I’m heading off. Have a great day.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xxxxxxxxxxxx
I think you guys would like some details on what lead to my last short update the other night. You can’t really call that a blog.
Here it goes I was getting ready to watch the HNIC and one of my many ghosts popped up. The conversation started off ok, if not a little forward on his part. Then all out of nowhere he tells me him and a group of people I haven’t seen in years have been reading my blog.
Part of my blogs charm is I can say whatever, no one knows who I am, and I’m not answerable to anyone. So I was very worried at first that people I know reading it would change things. However, after thinking about it long and hard, I realized that they’re people who I haven’t spoken to in years, why does it matter. They already have their opinions of me and seeing as we don’t they’re not good ones. And while they may hate me they’re doing me favour and helping me get more and more views.
The drama the other night wasn’t just about that. It turns out the ghost had a problem with some of the stuff I had said about him. I’m sorry his feeling got hurt but I’m not sorry for how I felt. There are two sides to every story and this blog is where I get to tell my story and how I feel. Tough cookie if you don’t like it.
Like I said in my short update, I’m very thankful for Mr. X being the voice of reason. He’s not normally so human but he actually understands the blogging world and how much time goes into not just the writing but the get readers. He may be a total jerk but I wouldn’t change him the world.
Anyways my dolls, I’m heading off. Have a great day.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xxxxxxxxxxxx
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