Talking Shit

I have to say people take Facebook and Myspace way tooo seriously. Like if you don't update your status or your picture every 5 min it's a problem. I was on the bridge the other day and some girl stopped right in the middle to take a picture of herself. I wish I had a cast iron skillet to hit her over the face with. Get a life, it's not that serious, and for the love of god stop with the 3000000 pics of yourself. I'm sure you are the only one who thinks you look good and the only person who will look at all those pics of yourself. There are more important things out there to worry about, like it's so sad that so many people have lost their jobs, and how many have lost their homes. I hope things get better soon, cuz I feel like I can't complain about my job because I still have one. It's so easy to complain and bitch about stuff or just to be depressed about your life but take a look around there is always someone worst off. I have to say I don't have much to complain about. Yes there are things that drive me up a wall and that upset me but nothing too tragic. Oh real quick, did u know I've never been to a funeral (Thank God) or a wedding? I find that weird! Lol. Anyway moving on so I'm back here at work, idk I wish I had a more creative job, someplace that I don't mind spending 8 hours a day at. Every time I'm here I wish I was on vacation somewhere warm and sunny with a great clear water beach! Hmmm I'm day dreaming right now! Lol. FIJI any one??? Oh men I can't wait till summer! Ok back to reality and all this paper work! Not cool! Lol

P.S. I have to say there are so many fake people out there, those so called "Friends" that are always talking shit and judging. Before you judged take a look in the mirror and judge yourself first. You are haters and nothing but posers. Get over yourself. It’s so easy to lose respect for people like you. Yes I’m not perfect and most likely I probably can’t stand you either but I don’t waste most of my day talking shit about you. You are not that important, you just dont fucking matter. You people are so transparent and unoriginal I could see right through you. Check yourself at the door before you come in to my life, leave the negativity and the drama out. I write this blog for myself not for anyone else, if you want to read it, ok good for you and I hope you could relate, if not well I can give a rat's ass about your opinion of me. Just don’t fucking read it if it’s ruining your fucking day. With that said, I hope you get a really itchy, nasty infection! Ahahahaha

Stay tuned till next week's episode of Luisa knows best! ;o)~ heheh j/k I don’t know shit! I'm faking my way through life here, just going with the flow.
Sweet Kisses from this sugar mama!
Till next time,
Weezy,

PPS. This blog should be called Talking Shit. hehehehe

The Boogie Man

I’ve always been afraid of the dark. Afraid that whatever was out there lurking in the shadows (The boogie man) was out to get me. Now I wish he’d come finds me. I wouldn’t put up a fight, I just go willingly. Its 6am and I cant sleep. I’ve been sitting here out side my house for about an hour. Doing what? I don’t know. Who sits outside in the cold barefoot? I guess I’m waiting on something, and maybe if I wait long enough it’ll come find me. I don’t know what I want. Fresh air? To get away? To run away and hide? Who can I call and talk to? Who the hell is awake at this time? I guess everyone is sleeping just fine. I shouldn’t be out here by myself, maybe I’m just looking for trouble. I should just head back inside but I know I’ll just end up doing something I shouldn’t be doing. Maybe I’ll head back to bed and wait for sleep to find me. Today is just another day, like yesterday and just like tomorrow will be(empty). I’m just another crack addict going thru withdrawal. Till I sleep restfully in peace. Good Night!

A Sleepless Weezy

P.S I should write a fucking novel.

Providence

So I’m sitting here at work with the biggest urge to cry (I did) Anyway I’ve been thinking about Providence lately and how I just miss everyone so much. I miss having class with Anthony and laughing so hard at out teacher Turchetta and his pimp juice, oh and that other nerd teacher we had that every time he raised his hands you could see his belly button! Gross! Oh how I miss just walking around Theyer St in the spring and going to Antonio's. Farting around Andrew was the best, and I can't forget about my youngest and wisest friend Chris, I miss listening to Donna Summers with him. Eli I’m still hoping in the future we will get married! lol I played match maker with Veronica & Bob! lol Those two were so stubborn. lol Cabe & Ashley I thank god I met both of you, you guys rocked me world. Maurizo you need to come back and have coffee with me everyday, Oh and how I loved to make fun of Lena! haha She was so easy. But how can I forget the person who I miss the most, my twin brother Phil! I'll never forget every time he used to pick me up and he would play our jam! LETSSS GOOOO! lol College was hard for me but thinking about all the people I met I think I wouldn't have it any other way. Freshman year was tough cuz I missed home, my family and specially my friends but if it wasn’t for my roommate AJ(my favorite roomie) and Anthony putting my pictures back up I probably would have gone home. Sophomore year was full with new experience, conflicts and confrontation. I gave myself for the first time that year, body & soul. I was left a little confused and conflicted with myself because people told me that because it was a difficult situation they were disappointed in me. I didn’t understand how something that felt so right, be so wrong. I just thought no one understood. That come with lots of confrontations, I remember that day like it was yesterday, she had anger in her eyes when she said she wanted to talk to me. After a while of her talking she asked me if I loved him, I felt sick and disgusted but as I looked down at that ring in her finger I looked her in the eyes and said NO! (I Lied! I wanted to do the right thing). She gave me something after that, that felt like hope but now I understand she had plans of her own. I also got the drunkest I’ve ever gotten in my life, and smoked weed for the first time with the roommates. Junior year was kinda lonely, I didn’t have my usual roommate around and I was at the downtown campus this time. I had the best birthday that year but the rest of the year was very uneventful. Senor year went by quick, I tried to spend the most time with everyone as I cold but the time just flew, Graduation came and went and everyone just moved on. I know life is about moving forward but how can I not look back every once in a while.

Missing Everyone,
A sad Weezy.

asking for too much or not getting enough?

why is it so hard for two people to be on the same page at the same time? how often do two people feel exactly the same about each other? i wonder how good it must feel to love someone so much and know that they feel the same way- and to know that you'd both do anything for each other. but what about when its not like that? when you're willing to do certain things for someone who wont do the same for you?

and this doesnt only apply to boyfriends.

yesterday, i was feeling like shit and i txted one of my friends saying that i really needed to talk to her, that i was really upset. she said sure bla, bla, but in the end she ditched me to hang out with a "stalker". now this is not the first time it happens- i mean it happens all the time, actually. but why the fuck do i even bother to talk to her? if it were the other way around i would make sure that id be there for her, but is it too much to ask for her to do the same?

why the fuck do i always end up in this position? why cant two people treat each other with mutual respect?

Food for Thought

Ok so welcome back to coffee talk, I’m your host Luisa, Weezy, Luscious, Sweater (ok only Tati calls me this) Maldita Loca (Jessica’s Favorite thing to call me) lol Anyway the point is that here you can call me whatever you like. Feel free to discuss amongst yaselves...Real quick I wanna give a shout out to my home skillet Maurizio in Germany, Its just like butta! Hahaha ok So lets get on with the topic of the day. Beef Curtains! Hahah jk( That was for you Janice) Anyway moving on, topic of the day: Food & Starbucks! Why the fuck are we so god damn obsessed with going to Starbucks? Is it the $6 coffee? Is it really that good? Or is it just the ambience?? I cant talk I fucking love coffee but really do we need to be so cliché and join the herd with fitting in with america's stereotype? The good thing about Starbucks its that it brings friends together for some good Coffee Talk. Lol Oh and don’t get me started on food. I fucking love food, all day everyday. Well as you can tell food hasn’t been so good on my great physique (Hahah) but still I love to make food and eat food. My favorite food?? Hmmm idk besides Maurizio’s cooking and my awesome cakes I would have to say its anything junk food or anything that has excess cheese on it. If it taste good I’ll eat it. Lol The best is cooking with friends and sharing it with each other. Till next time, I’ll be having some Starbucks and eating an Empanada, while watching the Food Network! Hahahhahahah

Till next blog I’ll leave you with some food for thought : I just want to quickly shed some light on the fact that on a previous blog I wrote that I hate when every other word out of people’s mouth is a curse word, and I’ve been the only one here who’s been cursing like a truck driver. Hence the multiple personalities people, I wasn’t joking.

P.S. If you lovely people out there have some good topics that you would like us to talk about don’t be shy and leave a comment.

Fatty Mc Weezy.

Bitter Cold

So I’ve decided not to give up anything for lent. I think I’ve given up a lot and a lots has been taken from me. Mom asked me if I was going to church today and I said no. Idk I feel like I just don’t believe in god anymore, I feel like he just let go of my hand. Yes I’m still angry, and yes I have to let go eventually but I’m not ready to let go yet. And about all this forgive and forget shit is just bull shit along with “people make mistakes“. I know exactly what I was doing and what I was getting myself in to, do you? Anyway I hope It was worth it. I won’t apologize for my feelings and you can't fucking tell me how I feel cuz unless you've been in my shoes you don’t know shit. I’m trying to rise above, get rid of the blackness that surrounds me, the vivid nightmares that follow me. I’m Trying to bring air into my lungs and maybe a ray of sunshine in this horrible black hole I live in. I hope the stinging pain fades and that time stops being a blur. Even though it hurts to remember I could never ever forget, and maybe someday I will forgive myself. I wish you the best of the best but how you brought me happiness and meaning you took it all way.
I forgive you.
Until the sun shines again and the cold fade way.
Weezy

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ok i dunno wtf i was thinking when i first wrote this. the point is that its very hard to forgive someone when you cant forget all they've done to you. especially when you're in a relationship with that person. as much as i try to focus on the good, certain things, even if its the smallest mistake, remind me of all the fucked up shit that was done to me in the past. i think maybe i dont forgive myself for letting it happen to me, and putting up with it. can you really be with someone when you know that they're capable of hurting you like that?