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Thursday, 30 August 2007

Being Nice

In my circle of friends and family, I am known as the nice, reliable one. If someone needs something, the person they come to is me. If they need advice, they call me. Need to borrow money, they call me. need a babysitter, they call me. Need to relax/colour your hair, they call me. You get the idea. I'm a Libra, we like to please people. I don't mind doing things for people. If I am in a position to help, then I will. Sometimes I'm not in a position to help, but I still try. I don't help expecting anything in return but some gratitude would be nice. A thank you, i appreciate your help every once in a while wouldn't go a miss. But then I am dealing with some selfish people.

Like my sister for example, whenever she needs a babysitter, i am there for her. I practically helped her raise my nephew. He's at my house 5 days a week. This week, she took some time off of work to spend with him. So she said that she would look after my daughter for a couple days to give my mum a break. Keep in mind i didn't ask her to do this. So she's supposed to be looking after her today. so I call her this morning to find out what time she's coming to pick her up because my mum was going out and i had to leave for work. My mum was leaving at 9:45 so I told her she would have to come before that time. She wanted me to bring my daughter to her house. I would have to take two buses to get to her house and then take 2 buses to get to work and it was already 8:30 and i start work at 10. So she got upset at the fact that she would have to get out of bed to come and pick up my daughter. She drives so it would only take her 15 minutes. I was gonna tell her forget it and just leave my daughter at home, but my mum really needed to go out, so i said nothing. She volunteered to look after her. It's not like i begged her to do it.

I am the fool that will go out of my way to help others but no one thinks that much of me to do the same in return. I don't even bother to ask my family to do anything for me anymore. I would need to be very desperate to ask for their help. And although I know they are like this, that doesn't stop me from helping when they need me. Some people would say I'm stupid but I am just a helpful person. I can't help it. They are my family and like it or not I can't change that.

Tuesday, 21 August 2007

What is it with my family?

I seem to blog about family all the time, but they really do annoy me. I have enough things to stress over and they are just adding to the list. I'm so stressed right now, my eczema has flared up and now I look like a scaly reptile. It's not cute. So my cousin is still staying with me, and things were cool until i saw my phone bill. My phone bill is usually around £20-£30. I don't really use my house phone. I got it for my mum, so that there was a phone in the house for her use in case something should happen. I opened my bill and it was £109.00!! WTF!!! My cousin has been calling everybody and their momma. I told her ass to get some calling cards, but she obviously didn't listen. Then I made the mistake of letting my mum handle the situation. My mum said she would speak to her and get her to pay for her calls. My mum tells me last night, she told her and my cousin's response was that my mum owed her money. That has nothing to do with me. My mum isn't paying the phone bill, I am. What the two of them do is not my concern. You used MY phone and ran up MY bill, so you need to pay ME. I see that I will have to speak to her myself.

She is really starting to irk me. She has no respect for people when answering my phone. You don't live here so why are you answering my phone? She had my phone all last night. Then someone called for me this morning and she was upset she had to wake up and bring the phone to me. Well i didn't tell you to hog my phone and sleep with it. Who do you need to talk to at 3 in the morning? Every time I call my house the damn phone is engaged because she is on it. She has no damn consideration for other people. It is annoying. I was trying to be civil because she is family but that is not possible. Sometimes i just feel like kicking her in the head. She really needs to find a place and fast. I can't live with her any longer, without seriously causing her bodily harm.

Tuesday, 7 August 2007

Are You Serious?!?

Sunday, my daughter's father says he has something to talk to me about. He comes over and tells me, he is going to a reunion next year in Jamaica and wants our daughter to go with him for 2 weeks. Are you serious?? You can't even find time to spend with your daughter at home but you want to take her out of the country for 2 weeks. He probably sees her maybe twice a week if that much. His excuse is he's tired after work. Well so am I but i still have to look after her when i get home. He's not up with her at 3 in the morning when she's not well. Whenever he comes around, she cries from him. Because she doesn't see him that often she doesn't want to talk to him. She cries if he holds her. And he wants to take her away for 2 weeks. He needs to start making an effort with her. He needs to take baby steps. Start spending more time with her. Let her get used to him. I think it may be something about him, because she can be friendly with complete strangers but when it comes to her father she just doesn't want to know. Maybe he's giving off some negative vibes, I don't know. but I do know that the way things are now, there is no way I am letting him go anywhere for 2 weeks with my child.

Okay I should point out he isn't all that bad. He does help out financially and if i need something for her i can call him and he'll get it. But that isn't enough. She needs to interact with him and get to know him. he needs to get to know her. Find out what games she likes, her favorite food. I keep telling him this but he seems not to be listening. You wouldn't think he has 3 other children. But then they all live with their mothers in different countries. So I guess that should tell me something.