The End of an Amaya Era

Amaya and I are finally over. But who couldn't really see that coming. I think I was completely delusional to think that that situation was actually going to be anything but a train wreck. Everyone's got their issues, but that chick just poured it on this week with bullshit. All that girl cares about herself... and strangely enough, a baby that's not even hers and now she's on the outs with them. Well Amaya, I guess it's back to a party of one for you.

It's very coincidental that everytime she was about to come to Chicago, she would start acting weird, she would start to invent fights for no reason. I accredit that due to the fact that she wasn't telling the truth. Thinking back on the situation, I don't think she was really even 25. The way she deals with situations, the way she uses her "mommy" and "daddy" as a crutch for everything, hanging out in strip malls on Sunday nights are just a few of the reasons that say she might not be who she says she really was. Or, maybe she was just that sheltered that she's just an extremely immature 25 year old.

But weird things like "I'm starting a store named Oh, Yes and my daddy has taken care of buying the land and the painters are coming over to redo the store and blah, blah, blah". First of all, how does anyone buy a storefront in the matter of a week and doesn't even have a business plan? On top of it, as soon as she supposedly was injured, I never heard about the store again. All I would hear was about her knee and then when the Roderick thing happened, I hardly ever heard about her knee again.

Then we got in the most idiotic fight that I've ever been into on Monday where I was made out to be Hitler according to comments made in her online journal. And that was just trying to plan an amazing surprise for her when she was supposed to be coming on Friday. (By the way, I've written that one down, I'll have to use it for someone special, it's on the computer at work, don't delete it) I tried calling her to explain the situation, wrote her emails, she blew me off, what a bitchy thing to do, after all her shit that I've put up with. I thought she was so special, I couldn't have been more wrong. So Thursday, she starts calling me b/c she just wants to let it go. Are you crazy? You just completely tore me down and accused me of all these things I didn't even do and then you're going to call up like nothing happened? That was entirely too bizarre. But the thing is thatshe needed someone to listen to her and who best than the guy that has been doing that for the past 4 months. She had some falling out with Renee's cousin and isn't going to continue working for them anymore. She will though. That chick lives in fantasy land where you don't have to work and you don't have any responsibility. At first, I thought it was cool that she was helping her friend out but after a week (and this was before anything happened) I thought she didn't have her goals in the right place. I still gave her the benefit of the doubt. But how can you have clients and not be in the office ever? Doesn't make sense. So she's crying to me about how Louie yelled at her (good for him) and gonig on and on for about 15 min. Not once has taken in consideration the fight we had or that she had even planned her airfare for the next day. Psycho. Then I bring it up and she tells me she has to go. What a joke.

Well, I don't know if there ever was a "Broke Ass" or a "Married Mike" but I hope there is. At least those guys has found a deserved company with Miss Amaya. I really hope she ends up with Married Mike, the two seem to be the perfect match as long as they stay in their own little fucked up world.

Where does this chick come from? Is it too many soaps during the day when she isn't at work? The amount of drama from her consistently increased exponentially month over month. I feel really sorry for her.

Other reasons I don't think I was getting the entire story:
- Why do all her friends and sisters have kids and most are in their early to mid 20s? Some married, some not.
- They live right outside of DC, why do they all have thick accents. Amaya wasn't as bad, but her friends and relatives... Holy hick, batman!
- Why wasn't she more concerned with her father's condition. She was always caring so much about Renee and the baby but holy shit, it's your dad, cmon!
- Hanging out in strip malls, always going out to eat with your family, always having people stay in your house? Was it really her house?
- The pictures of her other house on the site. I know everyone has got their own style but that wasn't what I expected when I saw the pics of her own place. They were way too tradiitonal for someone who is so trendy in every other regard.

Anyways, she's been nothing but a waste of my time. Should have listened to people after she pulled that shit with the 10 year reunion. Stupid, very stupid of me. I let my heart lead me into something I wasn't ready to admit to myself wasn't really there to begin with. I just wanted it to work so badly. Best of luck to her, may she lead a healthy existence of shallowness and self-absorbance.

Well, onwards and upwards, you always have to keep moving forward. No big deal on this one, couple months wasted, that's all. Funny how already I run into the girl at the tanning place yesterday and she wants to hang out tonight. She's really cool and recently had a breakup with her boyfriend. Not really counting on anything, but it would be nice just to hang out with someone new. She also works as a massage person at some strip club and asked if I would be up for hanging out after she gets off tonight. You see, things are already working out. She also said that she would love to bring the girls by to our next party. New Year's party I think is already in the mix. How fortuitous (sp?) for us is she was able to accomodate.

What else is going on for the weekend? Got friends Thanksgiving tomorrow, really looking forward to that. Actually, Kathy gave me a call yesterday and told me she was coming up for the weekend b/c she's leaving for Jersey on Sunday. I think she's going to come with friends on Sat to the Friends Thanksgiving. Need to pull out some time to study for GMAT as well.

Jarmon went on a date last night, good for him. I can't believe that bitch gf of his ditched him like that. What a loser. I'll have to find out the details from him later.

God, I'm so glad this week is over. I sort of feel like a new man. I feel refreshed that all that work stuff and Amaya bull is behind me. Time to move on.