So you
wanna be a hater? Well haters… Y’all should just go play outside if that is how
you want to behave and live your life. Stemming from a recent slap in the face
“you come off as a bitch and are unapproachable” comment, it appears that my
ambition to be the nice girl is failing me in a way I never thought possible.
**Disclaimer: this is purely venting. Not to partake
in the judgment or conviction of others**
After
some drunken ghetto bitch tried to get all up in my face claiming I was
“mean-muggin’” her is where it all begins. Let us back up and not forget the
part where her fiancé was all sorts of touchy-feely with every girl at the
party… and when I happened to look her way while reminding her fiancé that HE
WAS ENGAGED is when supposed “mean-mug” took place. Sadly, nothing happened,
not even a hair pull. Little ghetto one just stood on her tiptoes to TRY and
get in my face. Not long after, a feud of epic proportion took place between
the happy couple. Watching the engagement ring get thrown around like Jell-O being
thrown at a nurse by a crabby ass elderly woman was worth me sticking around,
if not solely for the entertainment factor.
Yes, it
appears that I would be judging the little nugget that wanted to beat my ass,
but I’m not. We’ve met more than once, each experience worse than the one
before. The possibility of her being the definition of white trash is
substantially high and that is just rainbows and butterflies. She lives her
life the way she choses, and I do the same.
Being
the nice person that I think I am, I was sober cab for 4 drunkards. Who were
fortunate enough to be borderline white-girl-wasted on Peach Moonshine. That’s
when I relived the night to the man in my passenger seat. Brief discussion and
then BAM, he hits me with “Yeah, well you aren’t very approachable and people
think you’re a bitch until they meet you.” He would have been better off just
slapping me or staying quiet. Fuck it! He should have just kept his drunken
mouth shut, but instead kept going on about how he’s heard it more than once.
Being
the one that always does her thing, and doesn’t give too much of anything to
others opinions, this actually really hurt me. Crying did not happen, but it
got me curious about why people think that. Three days later, I’m still
thinking about it and now writing about the cynical people in the world. Clearly, many of you need to spend more time
doing more productive things with your life rather than focusing on the
approachability of someone. If you want to approach someone than do it. The fact
that you let the opinions of others influence you so much that can’t branch out
into a new social circle is petty and ridiculous.
The
judgmental people of the world probably have the most ridiculous perception of
everything around them. Insecurity gathering inside of them and instead of
focus on themselves they puke it all up on others. Here’s what I say: You don’t
know where I’ve been, what I’ve done, what I’ve lived through or what I’ve
experienced in life. Not everyone runs around the world with a big fucking grin
on his or her face, but in the end judging him or her makes you a worse person
than you were before you opened your mouth to spout ugly words. If you want to
spew ugly ignorant words about humans that you have yet to get to know than go
far away, ideally to another planet. Take your Haterade with you and get out
the hell out of here. Go the therapy, or the gym, or church. Figure out why you
must be the judgmental person that you are. I’ll still be here, living my life
one day at a time, and it’s likely that I’ll be happier than ever.
So, when
you’ve corrected yourself and found your place of happiness in life let me
know. And if you decided to leave your dumbass behavior at the door during the
next time we should encounter one another you should say hi. Maybe we can be
acquaintances, or even friends, but that’s a pretty hefty maybe.
