Wow. I am already for a new blog because, I really can’t stand the fact that I can’t edit my themes or anything. I should have known that this wouldn’t have worked because I really don’t like being limited. So, I decided that when I get home from work, I am going to sign up with a host and create a wordpress.ORG account and close off this wordpress.com. I will keep the site name ECLECTICHEART, but I won’t be satisfied until everything is ready to go. In the meantime, I will keep blogging here just keep my readers (if I have any) updated. I will post a new site URL soon. If anyone who actually reads my blog has any suggestions don’t hesitate to post. Now, on to other things.
I should have placed this in an older entry, but who cares. I am doing it now. Last Sunday night, my “best friend” Latoya and her friend Danielle came to my house around 8′ish. It was the most random shit ever. To start it all off I recieve 2 phone calls from her, but I decided not to pick them up because she has been pretty flaky lately. Then, not even 5 minutes after my phone stops ringing, I hear that gay-ass buzzing noise from my intercom. It was Latoya and Danielle. They came up in my house dressed like the hoochie mommas of the year. They dressed so much alike it was fucking scary! They had on these black slutty “show everybody your shit” shirts and these really short booty shorts. The only difference between the two outfits was that Latoya had on heels and Danielle had on the fugliest fur-trimmed boots I have ever seen. I was kinda shocked and humored at the same time. And get this: The only reason why they came to my place was to park in my parking lot for FREE so they could just walk around the corner to club Avenue. They didn’t invite me or anything. It was a free night also. I thought it was kinda harsh because every special little event I go to, I always invite Latoya. And when she gets around Danielle she is a whole different person. She is sluttier.
So, I was like, “Maybe I should come?” I just wanted to see her reaction. She wasn’t very excited about the idea of me hanging around them. Like I was some unwanted third wheel or some shit. “Yeah, you should come.” was all she said. Blank, fake-ass tone and all. I don’t understand some females. When you call them your best friend or whatever and you guys are cool for a while, there is always one that is all buddy-buddy in your face. But, when she gets around someone else, shit changes. I don’t like that fake shit. That is probably why I only like hanging out with guys. They are real and straight-forward like shit. And they are fucking funny.
Oh, and here is the other thing. I told her to call me when she leaves the club so I would know when they got back to my parking lot. She couldn’t even do that shit. She was probably drunk as hell or getting fucked. I don’t know.
And here is another thing that I don’t understand about her. She is supposed to be “engaged” to this guy named John or whatever. She has known him for about 7 or 8 years. But, she was always dating and fucking other guys. Then all of a sudden, just recently, they decide that they want to be together and have a baby and get married and blah, blah, blah. WTF! How the hell are you gonna just not talk to a guy for years, fuck random dudes and decide you wanna get back together with him and say I am engaged. She has no money, she is living with her mother, and she is obviously confused about life.
Here is how I think it should go:
1) Save money (duh!)
2) Start searching for a nice apartment to call home.
3) Rent it out.
4) Save more money.
5) Wait until the right moment for marriage.
6) Get married (wedding bells)!
7) Then you think about having a child you dumb fuck!
I don’t know. Maybe I over analyzed it, but that seems more logical, don’t ya think?
And guess what else? The nigga is in jail. John is a fucking jail bird. He is charged for fucking grand theft auto. Now something doesn’t add up. You say you love him or whatever, you are supposedly engaged to the muthafucka, he ends up in jail, and now what do you do? Go clubbing and fuck married niggas? And use no condom? Wow, what a wonderful life that is.
Wow, I ranted way to much. But, I feel that it is time for me to make new and better friends. On to more positive things.
Last night was pretty chill. I picked up Josiah from the babysitters, came home and watched some tv with him, got on my laptop while he took a nap, made dinner (lamb chops, broccoli, mixed veggies), ate and went to bed. Nothing special. 
