I have known many people in Brooklyn. Some are fellow Schitzo's And Some are even more crazier than me. Have you ever heard the saying "Things Change and people change"?

I would like to first and foremost say THANK YA JESUS! For me being able to over come and at times not even partake in the drama, bullshit, beef, arguments, fights, breakups, and makeups that eventually were followed by another breakup, The death, and incarceration that happened to many of my fellow brooklynites.

With that being said i went to my old Myspace page (Which i cant delete because i don't even remember the password or anything) and i ran across old comments, friends, and even some old enemies (Who came on my page to start drama....Ahhhh the young and dumb days) EVERYONE from Brooklyn (who was ONCE considered someone) is on that page *Waves* HELLO BROOKLYN

So as I'm going down memory lane and clicking on various profile pictures which ultimately led me to their profiles, I couldn't help but laugh at how many of them were doing wayyyyyyy worse than I am.

I Know, I Know, ...How evil of me but,.. whatever! I decided to indulge in my evil-ness and continue to laugh and talk shit (To myself)

I said this day would come.

The day when I would look back and say to myself what was I thinking, dating him, what was i thinking, stressing that situation, why the hell was she/he ever my friend, and why did i ever actually care that these people talked bad about me or didn't like me. I knew this day would come. IT'S HERE.

So I looked back and realized that my ex was never worth it because he didn't have anything going for him then and well....he doesn't have anything going for him now. The other ex is in jail serving time *cough*. Friends who I am no longer friends with are miserable with kids they cant take care of, or are still in high school (mwahahahahaaaaa) Some are simply doing the same thing they were doing back then which is .....well ...Nothing. And One Girl ain't got no neck (I had to throw that in there because when i saw that i almost fell out of my bed).

I'm not saying I'm a superstar or anything like that; however I am better off than they are and maybe I'm a bitch for basking in pleasure because they are not doing so well. Personally *blank stare* I Dont care. I'll be a bitch then....

So to all of you out there who may be reading this, don't stress the ex or the chick he cheated with, don't stress the failed friendships and so forth. If you don't harbor any ill feelings towards them and you continue to LIVE YOUR LIFE and persevere in whatever it is that you are trying to accomplish your gonna finally decide one day to look back and reminisce and say WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKIN?