What do you do when you lose everything? What happens when you take one wrong step & action that makes your life miserable? What would you think when your dad was right & that all he said would happen does happen?
I’ll tell you what happens.. you stay at home throughout the whole afternoon & evening. You lose your appetite and you start listening to sad songs till you’re depressed enough to think about suicide & death..
It all happened one Saturday.. Saturday 4th of September 2010 to be precise.. It’s 8:15 and I just finished watching Monk, I get a call from my best friend and he says
“When are you coming?”
I reply “I’m getting ready now & leaving”
But my mum says.. “you don’t leave, makeup an excuse, coz I’m not letting you go out.. If you do I’ll rip your legs off”
I tell my mum that I promised them and that I swore I’d be there.. but she still refuses. I dress up all emo-like coz I thought bout trying out being emo and if it would suit me, I comb my hair all the way down and it covers my forehead and is just above my eyebrows. I dress up in black, black jeans, t-shirt & black shoes. I go upstairs nad wait for my dad, my mum stares at me.. then turns away. My dad comes home & we set out.. I reach 360 and call ma friend then headed off to “Let’s Burger”. I’m there and 2 of my friends are already there, Joey & Karamel. I sit down, we chat a bit then Karamel starts dishing out crap bout the way I dressed up. Joey joins in but I don’t mind @ all, then Karamel goes on about my hair and how I’m trying to copy his hair coz I combed it down and all.. I told him I’m emo for the day and he’s like “yeah yeah” then we switch tables and Kamila is here with a friend that only Kamila & Karamel know. We chit & chat till it was 10:30 pm. My sister calls and wants me to take em Ice-Skating.. my friends say “stay” “don’t leave” Saturday is our day” and so I stay.. Me and Joey head off to the arcade & play some car racing, then some shooting. We head back and set off to Fridayz and enjoy a meal and talk some more.
The nights almost over and we’re all happy, nearly high and over the top. We all head home and my mum refuses talking to me.. I just head downstairs and head to bed..
2 dayz later, on Twitter chatting to Karamel, everything’s cool & fine.. were chatting as we normally do then n I get called “pussyboi”, I let it slide by coz it was a joke.. then Joey joins in & they both chat and keep calling me “pussyboi” and “shutup dumb pussyboi”.. I keep saying to myself its a joke..
I wake up the next day and its still the same thing all over again on Twitter. I start answering them back, then tell Karamel why theyre doing this.. answer? “stop being so dramatic pussyboi”
I text Karamel one-on-one and ask why theyre doing this and the answer i get is “dumb pussyboi” I say that im not gonna talk to him if he keeps this up and I get “dont be so dramatic pussyboi”
I stop talking to Karamel.. Next day, I tweet “Morning Twitter” and then Karamel tweets “Morning twitter-hearts” or something like that, but I dont reply then he says “what so you’re ignoring me on twitter now? sad.”
After that Joey stopped talking to me.. Geez I wonder why.. What makes me really mad is that Karamel knows whats going on in my life.. exactly whats happening and he knows what im going through..
What the hell did I do to deserve this fuck?!!
Now after all that happened, what did I get out of that outing?
Found out I had dickheaded friendz and a mum that still refuses talking to me..
But i’m not sad.. or even depressed, I found out that family is a thousand times better than friendz.. My cozins took me in and were longing to go out with me since forever but I kept saying “no, im going out with ma friends”
Now I lost my mum on the expense of going out with a bunch of dickheads but in exchange.. now I can go out anywhere I want and do whatever I want whenever I want coz my mum duznt talk to me. I know I should hate them for this, but I wont..
Instead I learned not to get too attached to ppl I meet, not trust everyone and most of all I learned how to say NO!!!
Should you ignore your parents? NO!
Should you ever go against you parents? NO!!
Should you ever grieve over your your friendz? HELL NO!!!
“Be careful when handling your enemy, but be a thousand “1000” times more careful when handling your friends coz they just might turn against you and know exactly how to hurt you”
One of the typical responses I might get if my so-called friends were to comment:
“Boohoo stop grieving over your life, get over it”
“its your fault and not ours”
“leeeeeeeeeek dat litul poooooooosyy pussyboi”
“no one likes a copycat stop spreading ur poison”
Or anything that might refer to the fact that all this is my fault🙂 yeah I know em inside out and like the palm of ma hand.