i am at a friends apartment right now, but I will not reveal his name or location because he is a very private chap. We are watching the Jersey Shore T.V. show right now. I love this show, absolutely love it. I don't care if you hate me for it. I love this show. I love Snooki. We are watching this episode where Pauly D has a stalker. It is so AWESOME!!
I can't write anymore right now. I am so enthralled.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
The Crazy things I hear on the F train
I don't usually ride the "F" train anymore, though I used to ride it daily when I lived in Brooklyn. It just so happens that I went into Brooklyn the other day to visit my dog, and I had to take the F to transfer to the A to get home.
I stepped into the train and sat down. Directly across from me were two other women and to the their left against the train wall, there were two other women. Next to those women there was an older man, all bundled up and sitting by himself. He had a black beanie hat on, a black vest over a hoodie and a coat, boots and a cane. He seemed harmless enough and I was enjoying my ride, relaxing and looking at all the new advertisements, when out of nowhere he starts to yell:
"Man is in charge of woman, and any woman who tries to tell man what to do, she has a mental illness and man should kick her in the ass"
He repeated this sentiment three times and then added that in the "olden days" man could beat women with canes, which I do not think was too far from the truth.
During his sharing, all the women surrounding him promptly got up and moved to the next car. He was left all by his lonesome, surrounded by an empty sea of orange and yellow subway seats. I stayed where I was, just staring at the man, and wondered if he noticed lately that his skin color was black and not two hundred and fifty years ago, he and his kin were made to work the cotton fields, and then forced to abide by the heinous laws of Jim Crow and then they were granted the right to vote only if they counted as three-fifths of a person.
On another note, the word "slave" comes from the latin word "slavic" which means "white" you can discuss this with me if you wish, but I think it's an interesting point to bring up whenever my young black comrades complain about slavery, which coincidentally hasn't been happening very often lately since Obama took the oath of office.
Coincidence?
I think not. He told them to pull up their pants, and I think they did.
I stepped into the train and sat down. Directly across from me were two other women and to the their left against the train wall, there were two other women. Next to those women there was an older man, all bundled up and sitting by himself. He had a black beanie hat on, a black vest over a hoodie and a coat, boots and a cane. He seemed harmless enough and I was enjoying my ride, relaxing and looking at all the new advertisements, when out of nowhere he starts to yell:
"Man is in charge of woman, and any woman who tries to tell man what to do, she has a mental illness and man should kick her in the ass"
He repeated this sentiment three times and then added that in the "olden days" man could beat women with canes, which I do not think was too far from the truth.
During his sharing, all the women surrounding him promptly got up and moved to the next car. He was left all by his lonesome, surrounded by an empty sea of orange and yellow subway seats. I stayed where I was, just staring at the man, and wondered if he noticed lately that his skin color was black and not two hundred and fifty years ago, he and his kin were made to work the cotton fields, and then forced to abide by the heinous laws of Jim Crow and then they were granted the right to vote only if they counted as three-fifths of a person.
On another note, the word "slave" comes from the latin word "slavic" which means "white" you can discuss this with me if you wish, but I think it's an interesting point to bring up whenever my young black comrades complain about slavery, which coincidentally hasn't been happening very often lately since Obama took the oath of office.
Coincidence?
I think not. He told them to pull up their pants, and I think they did.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Chicago, Chicago, Chicago
Tonight is my last night in Chicago. I have really enjoyed my visit to the windy city in January. I did not think this was possible. It was really fridgid yesterday and the night before last the temperature got down to -2 and wind chill was -18. Honestly.
I got to see my grandparents, my Aunt Olivia and my Aunt Jacquelyn. Tomorrow I will see Uncle Marty at breakfast.
I also got to see my friend Tamara, a girl I went to high school with. I would say it's been since then since I have seen her. She looks very good, and she now lives in Chicago with her boyfriend who happens to be the brother of her ex. Sorry Tamara, I just have to share that. It's too funny not to.
Tamara and I had a great time chatting at starbucks about our lives and other things. She sent me a very nice text thanking me for coming to see her.
I spent the night last night with my Aunt Jacquelyn. She is my dad's youngest sister. They have different mothers but that does not make a difference to me.
We went on an adventure to pick up a new addition to her cat family last night. Her friend in Indiana rescued a stray cat, but she is alergic to cats so she could not keep her, and she asked aunt j if she would take her and somehow we had to go pick the cat up that night.
It was a fun trip, the cat slept in my lap on the way home, his name is Murphy. I took pictures of all of her cats (she has five) and I am going to post them on FB when I get a chance.
It is super hot in my grandparents apartment right now and I need to take a shower.
I have more to write but I need to take care of this shower situation.
I got to see my grandparents, my Aunt Olivia and my Aunt Jacquelyn. Tomorrow I will see Uncle Marty at breakfast.
I also got to see my friend Tamara, a girl I went to high school with. I would say it's been since then since I have seen her. She looks very good, and she now lives in Chicago with her boyfriend who happens to be the brother of her ex. Sorry Tamara, I just have to share that. It's too funny not to.
Tamara and I had a great time chatting at starbucks about our lives and other things. She sent me a very nice text thanking me for coming to see her.
I spent the night last night with my Aunt Jacquelyn. She is my dad's youngest sister. They have different mothers but that does not make a difference to me.
We went on an adventure to pick up a new addition to her cat family last night. Her friend in Indiana rescued a stray cat, but she is alergic to cats so she could not keep her, and she asked aunt j if she would take her and somehow we had to go pick the cat up that night.
It was a fun trip, the cat slept in my lap on the way home, his name is Murphy. I took pictures of all of her cats (she has five) and I am going to post them on FB when I get a chance.
It is super hot in my grandparents apartment right now and I need to take a shower.
I have more to write but I need to take care of this shower situation.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Chicago bound
I am currently at an internet cafe in the Port of Authority waiting to board a ten o'clock bus to my moms house in Easton, Pennsylvania.
I will get in around noon and we plan to leave at one o'clock and head halfway to Columbus, Ohio to meet my dad.
From the meeting point, my dad, my brother and I will drive to Columbus, Ohio where I will be put up in a hotel and forgotten about until the morning.
As I was reading that, I realized that my friend Sarah lives in Columbus...
I just called her and I am going to stay at her place tonight! Yay!
Okay, just a quick update, I will update again when I am in Chicago. :-)
Time to go stand in line for the bus!
I will get in around noon and we plan to leave at one o'clock and head halfway to Columbus, Ohio to meet my dad.
From the meeting point, my dad, my brother and I will drive to Columbus, Ohio where I will be put up in a hotel and forgotten about until the morning.
As I was reading that, I realized that my friend Sarah lives in Columbus...
I just called her and I am going to stay at her place tonight! Yay!
Okay, just a quick update, I will update again when I am in Chicago. :-)
Time to go stand in line for the bus!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
On being childish
So.
The day before yesterday I got a text from this guy that I have been seeing asking me if he could come over the following evening. I said yes and then went about my day in anticipation. He had been away snowboarding with friends so I was excited to see him.
Yesterday afternoon, I received a text from him saying hi and i said hey and then he texts "i made out with a gal last night" and I say "oh, really?" and proceed to try and call him three times in succession to try and get his side of the story. He doesn't pick up his phone so I leave him a nasty voice mail calling off the whole relationship and calling him spineless and some other mean names.
About an hour later, I sent him a text telling him that I was sorry for the voicemail that I left, and that it just does not work for me to get a text like that and that we should talk, when works for him?
About five hours after that he sends me a reply that simply says "Never."
So I text him back and say "Never what? You don't even want to tell me what happened?"
His reply " I made out with a girl and I didn't blink twice, then I got drunk. Not fair to you at all I must be honest"
Note the "honesty" bit.
So I ask him if we are over and he says yes so I say that I am bummed but he has to do what he has to do.
This morning I was texting my friend with the same first name as him and I accidentally sent them to him.
He responds and accuses me of "reverse texting" whatever that means.
Then I tell him that when he told me he was a "serial monogamist" I should have known that statement was a red flag.
He texts back and says that he never actually made out with anyone, he just wanted to break it off and make me hate him.
I rapid fire off a bunch of texts like "Oh my god. Are you serious right now?" "Do you know how spineless you look?" "You couldn't just say "this is not working out"? " " "I am so livid right now, you are a filthy liar and I can't even wish you well, that's how livid I am" "What did I do to you that you felt the need to act this way?"
He texts back and says "Nothing, you did nothing"
So I think to myself, "I can't be mad at this guy, he is just being completely childish and absolutely ridiculous"
So I text him, "Well, I am not mad at you, we had a fun time together and I will always remember that. Thanks for everything. I wish you the best and I hope you find what you are looking for"
And that was the end of it.
The day before yesterday I got a text from this guy that I have been seeing asking me if he could come over the following evening. I said yes and then went about my day in anticipation. He had been away snowboarding with friends so I was excited to see him.
Yesterday afternoon, I received a text from him saying hi and i said hey and then he texts "i made out with a gal last night" and I say "oh, really?" and proceed to try and call him three times in succession to try and get his side of the story. He doesn't pick up his phone so I leave him a nasty voice mail calling off the whole relationship and calling him spineless and some other mean names.
About an hour later, I sent him a text telling him that I was sorry for the voicemail that I left, and that it just does not work for me to get a text like that and that we should talk, when works for him?
About five hours after that he sends me a reply that simply says "Never."
So I text him back and say "Never what? You don't even want to tell me what happened?"
His reply " I made out with a girl and I didn't blink twice, then I got drunk. Not fair to you at all I must be honest"
Note the "honesty" bit.
So I ask him if we are over and he says yes so I say that I am bummed but he has to do what he has to do.
This morning I was texting my friend with the same first name as him and I accidentally sent them to him.
He responds and accuses me of "reverse texting" whatever that means.
Then I tell him that when he told me he was a "serial monogamist" I should have known that statement was a red flag.
He texts back and says that he never actually made out with anyone, he just wanted to break it off and make me hate him.
I rapid fire off a bunch of texts like "Oh my god. Are you serious right now?" "Do you know how spineless you look?" "You couldn't just say "this is not working out"? " " "I am so livid right now, you are a filthy liar and I can't even wish you well, that's how livid I am" "What did I do to you that you felt the need to act this way?"
He texts back and says "Nothing, you did nothing"
So I think to myself, "I can't be mad at this guy, he is just being completely childish and absolutely ridiculous"
So I text him, "Well, I am not mad at you, we had a fun time together and I will always remember that. Thanks for everything. I wish you the best and I hope you find what you are looking for"
And that was the end of it.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Some people
So, I have this friend, right? Or should I say, I HAD this friend.
I would not normally do this, but I am going to share with you an e-mail exchange between us because well, it's now my property and I can do with it what I wish AND I need some opinions on it from you guys. However, I do not think I will get any comments anyway, because you guys never listen to me when I ask you to comment. But, lets give this a try anyway.
I would not normally do this, but I am going to share with you an e-mail exchange between us because well, it's now my property and I can do with it what I wish AND I need some opinions on it from you guys. However, I do not think I will get any comments anyway, because you guys never listen to me when I ask you to comment. But, lets give this a try anyway.
Friendship
Sender:
January 5 at 11:10am Report
Happy New Year, again, Mela. When you gave me some hope that you might be able to extend yourself, I was a bit relieved but your inability to communicate to me that you could not offer help made for an uncomfortable situation yesterday. Obviously, if someone has time to go in facebook and post stuff, they are not too busy to respond to texts or voicemails. As far as your not "knowing what to tell me", you (as a friend) should have informed me of your status when you became aware of it. That way you would not have received a call or a text from me yesterday. Have fun with your new boytoy and enjoy your life...
Mela Eloise January 5 at 11:29am
Hey,
Thanks for your well wishes. I only became aware of my finances yesterday and I am sorry that i did not immediately reach for my phone to inform you of this.
I have some concerns about our "friendship" if you can call it that, because I feel like all you ever do is ask me for money now. And if you are not asking for it, you are complaining about it.
It's getting really frustrating and annoying to deal with to say the least and I do not know if I can consider you a friend at this point.
I like to help my friends and sometimes in my eagerness to do so, I promise things that I cannot fulfill upon, and I told you the loan would depend on what my grandmother sent me in the mail for the holidays. Last year she sent me 500 dollars and this year it was only 150 so there is no way I could make you a loan out of that.
Ever since I have known you, you have been involved somehow with having your bills paid by someone else. This is not a demerit against you, but when you depend on other people so heavily financially, I do not think it is outside of the norm when they cannot come through for you in the urgency that you need it.
I do not like what you have become, or maybe you always were this way, I do not know.
In any case, I do wish you the very best, and this will be our last communication.
Mela
Thanks for your well wishes. I only became aware of my finances yesterday and I am sorry that i did not immediately reach for my phone to inform you of this.
I have some concerns about our "friendship" if you can call it that, because I feel like all you ever do is ask me for money now. And if you are not asking for it, you are complaining about it.
It's getting really frustrating and annoying to deal with to say the least and I do not know if I can consider you a friend at this point.
I like to help my friends and sometimes in my eagerness to do so, I promise things that I cannot fulfill upon, and I told you the loan would depend on what my grandmother sent me in the mail for the holidays. Last year she sent me 500 dollars and this year it was only 150 so there is no way I could make you a loan out of that.
Ever since I have known you, you have been involved somehow with having your bills paid by someone else. This is not a demerit against you, but when you depend on other people so heavily financially, I do not think it is outside of the norm when they cannot come through for you in the urgency that you need it.
I do not like what you have become, or maybe you always were this way, I do not know.
In any case, I do wish you the very best, and this will be our last communication.
Mela
Sunday, January 3, 2010
snapped
I cannot get enough of this t.v. show. It is so addicting to me. I love to ponder why people commit crimes and then if they are caught, why do they then receive the sentences that they do? I think when I go back to college I might want to study criminology.
I was talking to this patient that comes into my job and she has a phd in criminology. I alwaysd love talking to her about her classes and things crime related.
Anthropology is also something I like a lot. I don't know if I would want to pursue a degree in anthropology, but the study of humans is a fascinating one, specifically the theory of cultural relativity.
For example, in some parts of Africa, it is customary for the young males of some tribes to 'injest' the 'essence' of the older mature male in order to become a man themselves. How would they injest the essence of the older male you may ask? By essentially giving him a blow job.
Now, in the good old U.S.A. if this were to happen here, we would all freak out and prosecute the 'offenders' to the highest offense and then send them straight to jail.
The argument is that we cannot go over to Africa and tell them that they are abusing children and that they need to stop immediately.
It is all so fascinating to me.
I was talking to this patient that comes into my job and she has a phd in criminology. I alwaysd love talking to her about her classes and things crime related.
Anthropology is also something I like a lot. I don't know if I would want to pursue a degree in anthropology, but the study of humans is a fascinating one, specifically the theory of cultural relativity.
For example, in some parts of Africa, it is customary for the young males of some tribes to 'injest' the 'essence' of the older mature male in order to become a man themselves. How would they injest the essence of the older male you may ask? By essentially giving him a blow job.
Now, in the good old U.S.A. if this were to happen here, we would all freak out and prosecute the 'offenders' to the highest offense and then send them straight to jail.
The argument is that we cannot go over to Africa and tell them that they are abusing children and that they need to stop immediately.
It is all so fascinating to me.
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