Monday, October 22, 2012

Liking People When You May Not Like Them


I think I am a pretty honest person. I don’t think I walk around hurting people’s feelings, However if asked a question, I think I can respond in a very honest yet diplomatic manner.

For the most part. I am only human however.

So I have a second person who I am aware of that I make nervous. They genuinely don’t want to be around me because I make them nervous?

 I don’t know how to take that. I myself wouldn’t give a shit, however this person in question is important to someone that I love. So there for I will make an honest effort to get to know this person. Since they are important to someone who is important to me, I can bend over backwards. And try and see if I like them, or just pretend, either way I can work on it. I could be stuck with them for a long time. So I figure try and see the good in them, but they need to toughen up a little bit. I haven’t said anything really rude as far as I am concerned. One thing is vaguely coming to mind but it wasn’t that deep. Grow a set and quit whining like a bitch.

I mean it’s not like I am so hard.  I wear pink and have a belly ring? Really am not the butchest guy around you get my flow?

Sometimes I say things that may be a bit offensive (pardon me) but let’s not freak out.

I will be working on talking extremely nice to people, have a big smile, and go out of my way to be so friendly. At least to this person.

I can only please one person per day, today was not their day. Tomorrow doesn’t look too good either.

 

Any thoughts or ideas on pleasing people and making them think I like them please contact me. This is a new territory for me.

Monday, October 1, 2012

Kids bat shit crazy


So it has been a bit I have been so busy! However that is no excuse, I should still be posting at least once a week if not more.

This time I was thinking I was very lucky. Things are good, work is good, school is good, and love life is doing well. So I really shouldn’t come with anything other than positive right? Well I wouldn’t be myself if I only did that. So I must bitch.

 

I had a student’s father who is so annoying ask if the girls when they take water breaks can do so in the shade. Or when I talk with the girls do so in the shade because it is so warm out.

Now I don’t know about you but I always thought riding was more of an outdoor sport? We also live in Southern California.

I am from Detroit so we do have covered arenas but we only used them in the winter. Or unless it was made so all four sides opened completely so plenty of air got through, the tractors, and made it more of an outside arena that just covered.

Basically I am saying he is fucking stupid. The spot of shade consists of a patch of shade from the hours of 9-12 AM that is 4 x 6 feet.

 

Let’s get real if you can’t hang get the fuck out. Go play tennis or something. I don’t feel like putting up with your ass. Get a water bottle, put on some sun screen so your kid doesn’t turn into a fucking lobster, and shut the fuck up. Do you think soccer coaches go “oh sweetie were all winners! Let’s go have a water break in the middle of the game cause your little legs are sore” (conveniently when you have to kick the horse more vs cluck all day long?) Humm..

A little vitamin D wouldn’t kill her, she sits on the fucking IPhone all day and she is 7 years old! When I was 7 I had a fucking Breyer horse that was it! When I got the toy barn I was ecstatic these kids get whatever the hell they want. Little bastards!

 

This little kid in question runs shit with parents, well little honey not with me. I will kick you out real quick. I already told her if she can’t do certin things she will get moved out to a different group. That is it, this kid tests my patience. And I think I am pretty patient, I like kids. But when I have had it I don’t care shut the hell up and do it or get out. I have had it! She always wants to ride one damn horse, well sister you sure won’t be jumping with me if you can only kick it on good pookie bear. What they hell is going to happen when pookie bear gets sick, or dies? You won’t cut it on the back of a horse.

I wasn’t able to work for Olympic level people by dicking around on little fucking Pumpkin ya know? So either get your head out of your ass or run your stirrups up and get out!

Ahhhhh I feel better! Off for another cup of coffee!

 

Xoxo Gossip Boy