Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Aw man, for serious? Really?

Ok the title is a joke from a video, but this subject is not. I don't know who reads this or will be reading it in the future so I'll be as..... "sensitive" as I can.


So I have this friend.
(you know its going to be a good story when it starts with that)

He likes this girl. She likes him back, but not enough to enter into an exclusive relationship with him. They have been talking for several more than a year now, she even broke up with her current boyfriend so she could start "seeing" my friend. My friend was happy, everyone was happy for him, but me and my other friend never really trusted her. I made it dead set clear. It seems my suspicion was for good reason.

I'm showing up to a different friends birthday party and I immediately notice my friend isn't around to cheer our other friends birthday. I find out he's argueing with the chick (a common practice between them at this point). Anyways the night continues and they continue fighting until it goes from the backyard into the front yard.

I recieve a text from my friend saying he's going home, but he was obviously too inebriated to drive, so I quickly run to the front yard to try and stop him. He's just chilling in his car and tells me he's going to go for "a walk." Knowing he's not drunk enough to do anything seriously stupid, I let him go, hoping that by the time he gets back everything will be kosher and he'll join in the festivities.

About an hour later he gets back and says he made up with the chick, blah blah blah everything should be good.

Two days later, he calls me up and we decide to just chill at some park. Night winds down and we start driving back to his place to drop him off. For shits and giggles we decide to drive past her house, "to see if she's sleeping with some dude tonight" completely a joke, but my friend jokingly states how pissed and hurt he would be if it were actually true. We dismiss the thought and drive past her house on the way home only to discover that our joke was actually reality. 3a.m. and a car is parked outside that we recognize as her ex's.

"It's over," Those are the words that exit his mouth right afterwards. We drive to our other buddie's house (the other one that was suspicious) for moral support and discuss the situation. My buddy decides he'll just never talk to the chick again. Wam Bam Thank you man its finally over...... Or so I think.

Today, probably a month later I just found out he got drunk and told another chick that he's still in love with her and two days ago he asked for her number from me (I didn't have it), but I said, "haha you gonna give her another piece of your mind?" and he responded with, "Nah, I realized it was high school to be that mad at her."

Last I checked it wasn't "HIGH SCHOOL" to be mad at someone who lies to you and breaks your heart. Maybe I'm just caught up in "old ways" or some shit, but this whole situation is Bullshit.


Currently Listening to: The Kids Aren't Alright -The Offspring (haha ironic)
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Current mood: Dunno, something like a mix between amused and frustrated


In order to lighten the mood after this venting of drama I present to you this picture.


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Tuesday, July 7, 2009

2009 has been an eventful year.

So I'm sitting at work right now, thinking about how I got punched in the face. I now have five stitches and a black eye. I had a possible concussion. All the result of a good friend punching me in a play fight. Well I thought it was a play fight, obviously he didn't. fuck though man, who the fuck does that. Not only has this shaken my friendship with him, but its made me evaluate my friendship with everyone. Everyone seems to take me for granted, to walk all over me. I'm so tired of not getting respect. Not getting decency. It hurts more than the fucking stitches or the punch. I don't give a fuck that I got punched, I give a fuck that it was by one of my best friends, a guy I lived with. Over what too? Because I said, "We should fight." with a smile on my face. Probably a stupid ass grin too since I was drunk as hell.


Take away the trust and what do you have left?


To top off this granddaddy of all bad weeks, The food that was prepared for me at my house is probably getting eaten by someone else. Fantastic.


I want to forgive and forget this entire situation. I really do, but there comes a point where I can't stop ignoring how my friends are treating me as a lower class.


Current mood - I think you can figure that one out.