That’s how an old fashion Hmong mother wants to be. Say everything and yet never listen to their own child’s pleas. Well, youre in America now. We are Hmong, but we are not surrounded by Hmongs. We live in a community of all races and we learn to really communicate, love, and appreciate things. If you choose to believe being Hmong is the right way of everything, then why is it so wrong? Why is there a communication gap between you and me? Clearly you won’t open yourself to this. Just because I’m Hmong is bull shit.Oh so being Hmong will not allow you into loving others? If the rules of being Hmong says to jump off a cliff you would? You gotta question that. Hmong means Free People, but I truly always felt as if it meant Stupid People. Because they just follow what others do. Never question. Basically their like them black slaves. If you have knowledge and is able to question and seek answers then youre more than Hmong. It is okay to ask questions.
So fucking stupid. You expect us to friggin sit here and let you be right all the time?!
You say you wanna communicate with us but yet you can’t fucking accept yourself! Why raise your hand on someone when it does nothing but distance your relationship even more?! Are you that stupid?! Youre going completely something you are against. I won’t let you raise your hand on my siblings! Just so you cant’t be the bigger person and walk away. You got some serious issues. Just because you are labelled as my mother does not mean I can not open my mouth and tell you how I feel. I will not just stand here and let you bitch at me. WHAT THE FUCK. If you don’t fucking accept what I have to say then how are we going to communicate. NO BITCH, YOU are the ONE who can’t communicate.
so if i died
no one would care right? the person i thought that would go crazy for me wasnt him. infact, he was the last person to know. he was the last person i could get a hold of. no “hey im sorry” but more of a “its your own fault for nottelling me straight up”. always gotta guilt me. that shouldnt even be your damn concern. you concern should be me you dumbass. you make me so angry.. fishing is way important. i should give you time and respect bcus ur so busy with fishing and that maybe i should go out of my way to tell u shit whatever. u dint go out of your way to communicate with me. why should i communicate with you when u dont seem to find it as an importance? i should be mad at you! u want something your way i always have to deal with it. but when its me u always do this shit. yiubalways have to win. u cant fucking compromise with anything. is either me or you that have to give uo something and im always finding myself giving it up. so tired of it.
I’m not myself anymore .. I feel a part of me missing that I can’t seem to fill. Something is wrong and I don’t know what. I’ve been having thoughts that I just don’t know what to think of it.. Or how to comprehend. I’m stressed and unhappy because something is missing .. I feel it but I can’t pinpoint it.
what do mean? you have always been unhappy and dwelling in the past so its surprise.
im not perfect. but some people wonder why i dont talk to them anymore. well.. take a look at yourself.. duh. someone who never wants to change their ways. blame others for their miseries. admit theyre worthless. youre selfesteem is below five percent. no one wants to be around that negative energy all the damn time.
i put effort into having good relationships with people but they never do the same. theyre just all talk so i never take them seriously..
people who say they arent hos when they clearly are. stop trying to sugar coat that shit. foreal. be true to yourself. stick to your damn morals for once! say what your gunna do. stop fucking around.
The only reason why youre so but hurt about certain things is because you believe its true. If I say, “you are the n word” but I’m Asian then I’m not going to take offense to that. So, yeah, its true right? When someone points out the obvious you get mad because in your mind you believe its true. You can’t handle the truth so you blame me for your stupid shit. Quit being in denial. I said it looked unprofessional because it did, honeeeey. You said what I said hurt your feelings and claim that the others never cristized you this harsh. BITCHHHHH, that’s cus no one ever tried to tell you how they really feel! I hear people complaining about the hairstyle you gave them, and the eyebrows you gave them. BITCH, I have a REASON to complain! When I come to you I expect PROFESSIONAL. Why? Cus you went to school or that shit! My hair was bright blonde an orange. Didn’t even look a TAD like the picture I wanted. You say its in the blonde side, psh, I see the blonde in that picture but it was more of an ash brown. Niggaaaa you trippin, yo blind ass. You don’t need to return back to salon. Can’t handle a customer’s criticism. Blame me for not liking you as a hair dresser, but you can be the PERFECT hair dresser if only if you tried. So fucking stubborn for a damn grown ass adult. I didn’t post SHIT about you on facebook. You clearly thought I was talking about you but I wasn’t. Stupid ass bitch. You think you can cut me off? Girl, I don’t need you. Not no more. Like I told you, I didn’t like the other stuff you did to me. It wasn’t all that. So I gave you another shot, if I didn’t like it I would just go somewhere else. After that day, I was DONE. I don’t need you to tell me I am no longer welcome to get my hair done by you because I was never going to ever get my hair done by you again. Apparently, you made a BIG DEAL out of everything. Everything I do with my hair you always have to say something about it. Comment about the bad and the good. DUDE, we’re in a family gathering.. what I do to my hair is not your concern. I’ve never made you my official hair dresser. Stupid woman. Quit staring at my hair telling me to do shit with it. Fucking annoying as heck. After every hair style I even noticed you always go stalk my facebook. Look and comment the pictures I take and say if I like it. You just investigating. You just wanna hear me say bad things about you, huh?
That status you wrote. And your family commented it. I was reading what they had said. I couldn’t believe how fucking childish your grown ass sisters were. I wrote, “aunty I’m sorry”. One of your stupid bitches wrote “so funny how a status has to be about just someone. it doesn’t have to be about you” stupid bitch. How fucking immature! All the people I hang out with who are twenty don’t even talk like that!
And there we have another girl saying, “Don’t be afraid to put their names out there! Put them on blast! haha Girl you so ghetto!” First of all, I went to a highschool with the majority of African Americans. The community was in a ghetto neighborhood. No lie, cops every where. You lame as wanna bes never even experience the real hood. And put them on blast? Dude, youre talking to a thirty two year old married woman with five children…. I’m starting to wonder how old are YOU!
But it shows a lot of what family you grew up in. Shows a lot in your actions and personalities. The things you say to me you can’t take back. Why? Because apparently you never apologize. Me, oh so grown, apologize to the things I know I was at fault.
I think my aunt is mad at me.
I feel as if i should be mad.
But whatever. Jay moua color blind.. Doesnt know how to tell the difference btw blonde or brown….
I should be the one whos mad..
Sje probally thinks my fb statuses are about her… Lol but its not even 1% about her. :0
If my honest truth about my displeased hair color bothers her then she should go suck an egg. Professional my ass. Cant even take critisim. I dont wana pay you back bcus i believe the first time shouldve been the right color. Dude… You were WAYYYYYYY off. You tried fixing it and now my hair is the very same color as it was when i first walked in. Asdfghjklwetognfjr….
No wonder you got fired.