Philopannyx

Today, or you can say, yesterday was totally unexpected. In a really good way. I never thought in my lifetime, I’d ever experience getting thrown a surprise party but then again, good things happen to those who wait. And it was definitely a good thing. I’m so happy. I couldn’t have asked for a better send off. Thanks guys, even though I’m only gone for like a month. I’m sad and excited to leave. It was…I can’t find a better word for it except perfect. A perfect day for me is surrounded by good friends, chillin’, eating good (or bad whichever way you look at it) food, and playing board games. To me, that’s my type of fun. That’s how I spend my weekends. It’s fun and yes, everyone was sober. My friends and I are so loud anyway that people probably think we’re on something but we’re not, we’re just really hyperactive people. I couldn’t have asked for better friends and a better life. Thanks to everyone, once again, for joining me on my Deportation Day (haha). And to Jannelle who worked so hard. Hahaha. I’ll buy you a rubrix cube to add to your collection.

I’m so set for the summer. Set for my well-deserved vacation and spend some time with my family that I haven’t seen in so long. I miss my mom so much, you guys don’t even know. I’m so excited for shopping and the really good food. This is the first summer I haven’t taken a summer class. Thank God. I don’t think I could handle anymore. This is my summer for fun.  The party was a good way to start my summer. I don’t think I can thank everyone enough. I have work tomorrow. Boo! Work always brings the mood down but then again, I’ll be with Monica so I’m good. I hope the crowd won’t kill us too much, I’m getting rusty with my closing skills.

Despite the fact that I just woke up from another nightmare, and I’m too scared to call Jannelle because she sounded so pooped when we hung up, I’m feeling really good. Although, I might want to address something that might switch up the mood of this blog a little bit. I know, I should just shut up and let it go. But I feel like I need to express it someway, somehow and just let it all out and get it over with. It won’t go away till I let out all the steam. I’m not going to mention names or go into specifics, but once people read this blog, they’ll know who I’m addressing. It’s not that I’m mad, I’m more annoyed, and maybe a little hurt. It hurt my feelings that you didn’t want to spend time with me like the “good friends” that you claim we are. I’m a pretty tolerant person. I don’t mind you being friends with her, I don’t mind to the point that I don’t care. Maybe I’ve expressed my that sometimes I get a little uncomfortable but how does that translate into dislike or even hate? If you’ve given it a thought, maybe you’d understand why. I was hurt because I expected nothing but goodness to come out of it but it was you who was pushing me away. I gave you a chance and I expected you to take it. But then again, maybe I shouldn’t have expected anything from you at all. One thing you should know, no matter how much you assume my feelings and thoughts about you, you will never know unless you talk to me. I guess, you’ll never find out. Another thing you should know is that no matter how much you pissed me off, nothing, and I repeat, nothing you do will ever keep me from being happy.

I’ve got to end this blog. It’s almost 6:30 in the morning and I need to get some shut eye for a long day ahead of me. Goodni– I mean, Good Morning. Crap, I hear my Mexican neighbor’s rooster cock-a-doodle-doo-ing already! O.O