Hahaha, so in high school I befriended this dude. He was kind of rere and lame, and this sounds bad, but he was pretty mentally pliable. I didn't, like, abuse him or anything, but I made some of my interests his. Which isn't that weird for friends, right? It's just that he practically had (probably still has) no interests so it wasn't, uh, reciprocated or anything. Anyway, blah blah, I spent a lot of time with him outside school. He was my friend! Then I went kind of weird and stopped... being... nice, I guess. I don't remember. It was a mutual decision, iirc, we both ~folded~ to the pressure of everyone accusing us of dating. That's how teenagers who aren't dating and who don't like each other "that way" work. Whatevs. We still talked, but we stopped doing stuff together. Then I dropped out of school and I didn't see him at all anymore. One day earlier this year, I was doin some brainusing and he came to mind, so I asked a friend (who turned out to be d8n him) to give me his number so I could have words with him. So all three of us made plans to go out and we did and it was weird because they were touchy-feely and I complained to my journal (it's now a PRIV8 entry, lulz), etc., whatever, stupid details. ANYWAY they ended up breaking up 'cause that's how that shit works, and this was around the time I had my birthday party. I had invited them both because they were both my friends. He expressed discomfort, I told him to get the fuck over it and suck it up (I am blunt, sry2say), and he seemed fine with it for a while. Then a day before my party, he texted me saying he didn't want to come anymore (some of you may remember this, but a refresher neva hurt no one):
"I dont wanna go to your party anymore"
"Why now? Stop being a shitty friend and suck it up."
"It's not because of Jill, it's just because I want to go to my other friend's house so that I'll have something to do all weekend! She even texted me and we talked a little."
"Okay. That makes you an even shittier friend and a dumb asshole. But okay."
"I'm sorry."
"No you're not. Go fuck yourself, douchebag."
So tonight he has the ~audacity~ to fucking ask me if we're still friends:
"R we still friends?"
"I'm not sure who this is?"
"[tells me who he is]"
"Oh. I dunno, bro."
"Oh so could u think it ovr an answr wit a yes or no plz. I just wanna know if u still consider me a friend"
"I don't particularly want you dead, so you can make of that what you will. Why? What is this, 8th grade?"
"Thats good to know"
THAT'S GOOD TO KNOW? Oh my god, please die in a fire, nutsack. Man, I don't want him dead but why would he think we're still friends after he blew off my birthday party to hang out with some chick? What the fuck? I DON'T WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND, PISSBAG.
"I dont wanna go to your party anymore"
"Why now? Stop being a shitty friend and suck it up."
"It's not because of Jill, it's just because I want to go to my other friend's house so that I'll have something to do all weekend! She even texted me and we talked a little."
"Okay. That makes you an even shittier friend and a dumb asshole. But okay."
"I'm sorry."
"No you're not. Go fuck yourself, douchebag."
So tonight he has the ~audacity~ to fucking ask me if we're still friends:
"R we still friends?"
"I'm not sure who this is?"
"[tells me who he is]"
"Oh. I dunno, bro."
"Oh so could u think it ovr an answr wit a yes or no plz. I just wanna know if u still consider me a friend"
"I don't particularly want you dead, so you can make of that what you will. Why? What is this, 8th grade?"
"Thats good to know"
THAT'S GOOD TO KNOW? Oh my god, please die in a fire, nutsack. Man, I don't want him dead but why would he think we're still friends after he blew off my birthday party to hang out with some chick? What the fuck? I DON'T WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND, PISSBAG.
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