Life will never be fair

Vent!

I work my butt off, at jobs, for organizations in school. I try to be a good person, and I’m pretty much successful at that (it’s up for debate). I am cute in my own book. I have passion. I might not always give 110% but you’ll always get an effort.

So when I look online and see MonkeyFathers like Paris Hilton, I get pissed. Chick has never done anything to warrant fame and fortune. Chick ain’t educated. Chick has never struggled. But here I sit, a graduate student, first in the family to ear ANY degree with only 2 pounds in my pocket, a cupboard full of rice and canned carrots and 3 weeks until I go home.

I’m allowed to be annoyed, both at people like PH and at myself. I could be somewhere else now, but I wouldn’t have had the opportunities I’ve had this term. Today I’m just having a really hard time swallowing my seemingly struggle for naught and her struggle for nothing.

I’m trying to stay hopeful…and I will be better in a few hours. Now, I’m irritated. Oh, and I had to give a presentation ALONE because arrogant freshmeat didn’t want to be bothered. Morehouse men, I tell you.

Give me 20 minutes. I’ll be alright.

It’s always full-circle

I moved into my apartment September ’07 with a co-worker and church-mate. Soon after (by that I mean just 2 or 3 months) I figured out that the chick wasn’t good with her money. Rent checks bounced and I was stuck having to come up with extra funds to cover fees. Bills weren’t getting paid and personal checks were being returned. After confronting her in writing (via email, as I did it after I quit the job), I saw that she had no intention of paying me back, and she didn’t see her financial transgressions as any wrongdoing on her part. So I stopped talking to her. I mean, it’s one thing to not have money. It’s another to have a personal check you write to someone be returned and intentionally not repay the debt. Inexcusable.
I tried to break the lease early in the year only to find out that the cost was in excess of $7000. Not an option.
By April, I no longer wanted to be under the same roof. So I began sleeping at my mom’s house. I removed my television and returned my cable box so that the money I was giving her for the cable bills (that weren’t being paid) wouldn’t continue to go to personal expenses. I made an agreement with the leasing office to allow us to pay rent separately.
So she got fired yesterday. I’m so not surprised. Just as she’s dishonest with money and her own life (she lied about how she got her job and about having graduated), she’d been dishonest at the j-o-b…and I knew a long time ago this was coming. Luckily a friend who is still there informed me of her termination so that I could cover my butt with the apartment in case she tried to dip out or something.
Anyway, when I found out all I could think about was how everything always comes back around to you, good and evil. Always.

That’s why you should actually live a good life and not pretend to.