Evil Eye or Evil Bitch?

So many of you know by now that I am Greek. If you didn't know it you are so late...or maybe you are just now reading this blog for the first time? Anyway, being Greek I believe in the Evil Eye. A lot of different cultures have this superstition or belief.

It's funny because the evil eye is said to be a form of black magic and against many religions but the only day to teach someone the prayer is on Good Friday. It's become so ingrained in our culture that one would think its a part of our religion. Most people wear the evil eye (pictured above) to protect them from the evil eye on the same chain that holds their cross. I don't have a eye like the one pictured above. I have a xandra which is a light blue stone and it goes on the same chain as my cross.

So what is the evil eye? We believe its something sort of like a curse that is put on you when someone is very jealous of you, compliments you and means it from the bottom of their heart or just plain old envies you. Even though I wear the xandra, it hasn't stopped me from getting the evil eye. I'm forever calling my sister, my grandmother, my aunts, my husband, and my friends parents to remove this little curse from me but lately, its completely untamable. It's like it can't be reversed.

Everyday around 3pm I feel suddenly void of all energy. Usually with the evil eye the person who gets it had a sudden headache and feels like vomiting. I've never had that symptom. I just get struck with sudden loss of energy to where every single one of my limbs feels extremely heavy. I've had days when driving home felt like a chore because I couldn't keep my arms up to hold the steering wheel or having to drive with two feet because it required too much energy to move my foot from one pedal to the other.

Someone obviously has a lot of time on their hands. Someone has nothing better to do then sit around and talk shit about me. I mean, I guess I should feel flattered that people just sit around and talk about me when I don't even care if they exist or not but its really getting annoying. I've been told by a few of my friends to just go to a priest and have him bless me to see if that can protect me from this evil douchebag cunt. (Yes, I do have a feeling I know who said evil cunt is).

But its really got me thinking...how pathetic is your life to where you talk about someone who doesn't like you? To talk about someone who just likes to pretend that you don't exist? How fucking miserable is your life? That is very very sad. I get bored too at times, but I don't talk smack about people I don't like or don't like me. I call my friends, get on facebook, write in my blog, do something productive. See wasting your time talking about people who mean nothing to you is counter productive and well....stupid and pathetic.

So here is my message to the pathetic, stupid, douchebag cunt who continues to give me the evil eye: I hope you eat a dick and choke on it you stupid whore. :) Have a great life.