Sunday, March 05, 2006 at 4:25 PM EST
A week ago on a saturday, i went out to shop for a little something then i went and ate at a restaurant that i like. On my way back home at the subway station three guys were waiting for me. One of them alerted the other two that i was present as i was making my way through the turnstile. I took a different exit out of the subway that night. I didn’t want to be near those assholes. My enemies keep tabs on me. They are always in my business, wondering where i’m going and what i’m doing. And, the people they send to spy on me i don’t even know them but i’m a very smart person so i know when to detect certain things.
It is a free country, they can do what they want as long as they don’t put their hands on me. However, i do watch my back and i will never stand by and let somebody harm me if i can do something about it. When i caught my bus i sat in a back seat. The bus was crowded so the three assholes stood up by the back door a short distance from me. The guy who’d alerted the other two while we were down inside the subway turned back to look at me a couple of times and i stared back at him.
Why are they always sending guys after me? Men don’t scare me.
The day before, on the prior friday, my enemies used a neighbor of mine to call my house because they knew i was home alone. They were trying to set me up, get me to come out so that they could harm me or start some shit. It is a shame that they don’t have a life.
Later that saturday night, i went to the laundromat because my washing machine is currently not running. Anyway, as i was putting my clothes inside the dryer i overheard a young girl on her cell phone talking about a guy that she was messing with. Evidently, the guy was messing around with two other girls besides her and she wanted to fight one of the other girls. She was highly emotional about it too.
When i finished placing my clothes into the dryer i decided to kill some time by going to Kentucky Fried Chicken. It was late, a little after eleven (the laundromat stays open for 24hrs). On my quick bus ride back home i overheard another girl’s conversation over some guy. But this girl was much older about in her thirties, and they were having the same problem. Her man was also dealing with other women besides her and she was talking about fighting over him. And she was also highly emotional over the situation.
I’m a thirty year old woman going on thirty-one and i have never been in this predicament. I don’t understand it, i really don’t. I don’t know what it is about these men that makes these females act the way they do. To each his or hers own and i’m not saying that anything is wrong with people having romantic relationships, nevertheless, i’ve never in my entire life had any real feelings for a man and i could never imagine getting myself so worked up over one. I have never been in those two girls shoes and i don’t ever want to!
