Today, I scrambled to get my test in. OMGosh! I don't know why I procrastinate~badly. Even when I am meeting people, some people would dress up maybe even spend hours getting that right appearance. Me? No. If they don't like my haggly self, then that's their problem.
For awhile, Hubby really liked the way I dressed and did my hair. Wore the latest sunglasses so I looked HOT..ha ha ha. I didn't swear, and articulated my conversations very well. I look and sounded like a business woman. When I disagreed and the person didn't get it well, I could still keep my tone down and rip them apart. Well, it's done with. I'm tired, and I'm sick. So, the heck with it and let me rest a bit. I think acting like a lady was just wayyy toooo much for me.
O, my. Gson got me again today.. I was annoyed, ain't gonna lie. I really thought of dropping him from Private School and Home school him.. I'm afraid he is gonna bamwozzel(fuck'em UP) someone, and he will do it. And he is just in Kindergarten. I am gonna have to find a way to reverse his aggression.
My parents thought it was hilarious I was a bully growing up. Well, it's all fun and games until your love one does it. There's absolutely nothing funny about it.
To this day, I like to give the good old Hubby the wompwomp, and he doesn't like it. I don't know why I do it. It's just a matter of time I get him. No, it's not actually fighting for real, just playing. I push him so he falls, grab his leg(s), twist his arm, and other parts of his body. Choke holds. We wrestle, sometimes I playfully kick my way out of certain situations.. but we're playing. Especially in bed of all places-I like to push him off so I have that sense of owning the bed. Sounds funny, I know. But I know, it's not what he wanted in a woman he married. He calls me a 'Bully'.
He doesn't like to spar with me, because then he knows it's legit. He agreed, I agreed. I don't care or let the hits bother me. I've been hit all my life, another one doesn't bother me. The pain eventually fades, so why show it? Yes, he hits hard, and yes his kicks are harder than mine. BUT, it's how you handle the situation.. you can win at this game.
I have been studying my stuff like I should. And I got two of my test done. I am still averaging "A-".. I have to keep getting A's until maybe 5 in a row before I can lose that minus. SUX, don't it??
I remember in college.. I studied and studied, since I was alone most of the time I could concentrate on that subject.. I was getting A's left and right, that's all I wanted.. I would narrow everything to that.. study and study.. Then one day, a friggin lady looked like Garfield.. she slammed me a "B". WHY??? Because I didn't do it the way she wanted me to, was her answer. BITCH! I thought. Back then it was Computer Classes of some kind. I can't remember.. she wanted me to type things out the way she wanted.. I did it the way I wanted to.. and that's what happened. MY thought, I thought by her presentation is senseless, and waste of my time. I knew what she wanted, and I gave it to her without her nonsense.
Ha ha.. Right after class, a friend asked me why I was so mad... I said "That fukken Garfield gave me a gawdamn 'B'." Mrs. Garfield (Not her real name) says.. "Ahem, I'm back here, and yes I gave you a "B"." I turned and looked at her and called her a bitch. I'm sure she understood my dilemma.
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