Disruptin' My Spirit.

This is a major edit.

I was completely going somewhere I did not want to go with the blog ALREADY, so I apologize. Moving on, current disruptions to my spirit:

I am not the nicest person. It is rare to find me doing things overly nice, although I am a humanitarian I totally fall behind and give people the bottom of my barrel, to say the least. When I do perform sincere acts of kindness, especially involving money, then I'm either A. in a really good mood and B. just looking for some good vibes.

A little while ago I threw a small barbecue at this park near my apartment. It wasn't a grandiose affair but it was enough to hold me over, socially and friendship wise. Personally, spending over 40 doll hairs on people just to eat is really not my thing, but I thought it was a nice gesture plus I was itchin to grill.

One of the guests there was grubbing extra hard, almost as if they had never eaten before. I didn't trip but insisted that they take something home or maybe stay and continue to enjoy, I didn't see anything wrong and let the good times roll. Well today after talking to one of my girl Clem, it seems like things weren't as they seemed. The guest at my barbecue had been laughing at my small gathering and not only in front of my other guests but to my girl Clem. Now, Clem isn't much for starting trouble or making a scene, she just wants things to go smoothly ESPECIALLY if we all have to share a common living area.

I digress.
Clem tells me this as we're walking home from work and as shes letting me know what the girl had been saying I just found myself laughing.

Reason one: How are you going to talk smack about a place you didn't really have to be? Furthermore, how are you going to talk smack about someone who has been nothing but kind to you?

Reason two: SHE GRUBBED SO DAMN HARD. Like, if she had not ate so much I guess I could have sympathized and thought carefully about inviting her to another one of my little shindigs. But I find myself ROFFELING at the sight of her eating so much food that I bought, enjoying the atmosphere that I created and then going back to everyone and saying how much it sucked.

Really, get a life. I love free shit. Even if it wasn't a party hardy kind of situation, wouldn't you just be grateful that someone thought of you enough to invite you?

Rather than put a bad taste in my mouth, I am just going to continue to live my little life and let my blessings come through. I really cannot be concerned with how some people choose to accept or block good things.

Hopefully everyone is having a happy Sunday!