It's funny, if not outright entertaining and rather amusing, the things that people say on the very last day of each year. The mere uttering of empty promises made to friends, the world and to the individuals themselves are often under the guise of being New Year Resolutions. For the first 30-45 days of the new year, it would appear as if everyone is hitting the gym, spending less money, keeping their houses clean(er), in addition to completing other simple but rather abnormal life tasks. Everything seems to be changing for the better and progressing at a great pace. Well, that pace is great until day number 46 decides to come along and send all of the previous weeks hard work into a dizzying and tumultuous downward spiral.
I normally do not make promises that I have no intention of keeping or little inspiration to continue, but 2010 has introduced me to a new (darker) side of human nature and personal interactions. The past 3-4 months have allowed the [ugly head of] selfish desires of various acquaintances to appear without provocation. As much as I once valued these so called “friendships”, it immediately became apparent that the moment that I was no longer a benefit to them in regards to material gain, or able assist by performing a favor that I was no longer needed (in the capacity of a "friend"). Initially , it was more shocking than hurtful but as the old adage goes- No one can get on your back; unless you bend over. So my one and only 2011 New Years Resolution is to no longer be anyone’s crutch , meaning that I won’t be anyone’s go to person, I won’t be anyone’s personal savings and loan. My Captain Save-A-Hoe cape has a hole in it and thus, I’m no longer able to quick change and fly to any one’s rescue.
I’m tired and my soul is weak. 2011, is about to be all about ME. **ME, B*TCHES !!!**
I caste my bucket where I stand and if you do not like it then you can feel free to kiss my ass.
~fin
P.S., I’m back blogging
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