My Best Friend : The Christmas Party
I know that this is a personal blog but I haven’t been posting much personal stuff. I’m working on a separate blog for all the extra stuff that doesn‘t fit in here, I actually already have it set up but I haven’t put anything on there. I still going to put news stories here because reading about me all the time must be boring.
On to the topic. Long post, last two paragraphs should summaries it for those who don’t have time to read this. I understand.
My best friend. I’ve known her for years but I decided to not mention her. Well I think I did one time briefly when she was stalking me if my old blog friends remember. It was the post that didn’t make any sense. I was afraid that she would find this post, read it and I wouldn’t know how to respond to her but now after all these years I don’t give a damn. I want to vent out.
I remember one time during a my class Christmas party she was asking me to buy Dunkin’ Doughnuts. I didn’t have any money so I told her I couldn’t. She threw a childish temper tantrum and started yelling like a rhinoceros in heat. She thought that since my parents worked in the United States at the time that I would have disposable money all over the place. Of course when I told her I didn’t have any money she didn’t believe me. I told her countless times before that I wasn’t rich but she was deaf to those words every single time I told her. She didn’t believe other things that I told her, I could’ve said that I was an alien from space and it wouldn’t make a difference to her. My words never meant anything. Still she was the only one I had.
After her bitchy fit she sat down next to me and said “You bitch no wonder everyone hates you” angrily in what she though was a whisper or a mumble. That really hit me hard because it was true. Everyone did hate me or at least enjoyed making fun of the way I looked (still the same) and she was rubbing it in my face and acting like I was retarded and couldn’t hear her when I thought that she understood me but no, she was as worst as them. She enjoyed making feel like shit too.
Then she suddenly turned to me “Oh!” like she just realized I was only two inches from her. “Did you hear what I said?”
I played along but you could tell I was pissed by the way I said it “What did you say?”
“Oh nothing” and she smiled like she got away with it.
In my mind I was screaming YOU WERE JUST TALKING TO ME ABOUT DOUGHNUTS AND THEN YOU MOVED CLOSER AND SAID IT…….. OF COURSE I HEARD IT!
I didn’t know how to fight or answer back, I still don’t. So I just angrily walked away and left her alone by herself but of course Ms. Queen Dense was left confused. I bet she would read this post and wouldn’t know that it was about her that’s how dense she is. She would suck as a body language expert.
I did sort of get over it because we were friends a year or two after that but whenever I think about it I get hurt because I know right now she still doesn’t understand me yet she was the one I spent most of my time with in high school and always been attached to her. I hate it though. I often question why people don’t like the way I look. People don’t even enjoy being my friend because I’m physically repulsive.
There will be most post of her because I still have loads of baggage to let out. Can’t return comments right away though because I have things to do.
At last! You’re talking about you again! Such a breath of fresh air! ;-p
Oh yeah! I sort of recall you talking about your relationship with your BFF(?). But not really entirely, either maybe because it’s been a long time since you shared personal stuff with your readers or I’m going amnesiac.
Looking forward to your “personal stuff” blog. Kbabai.
she sounds very immature. I think a LOT of the reason people make fun of others or try to put others down is because they’re very insecure, they want to feel better about themselves, they want a reaction, they want attention. I seriously doubt it’s because they find you ‘physically repulsive’ - maybe they want you to think that, but consider that those comments are coming from bitchy, insecure kids.
She doesn’t sound like a very good friend, but I guess it’s hard because you share so many memories together
Ah, that made me realize the things I take for granted. I only have one good friend also, and sometimes I just can’t trust her. it hurts to know that I’ve done everything I could to help her but when I ask for one simple thing she’s too busy messing around with her bf..
I def know how you feel…
Doesn’t sound like too good of a friend. Friends don’t say hurtful things like that. Then again, I don’t much of outside of this post about your relationship with said friend so I won’t dwell any further.
When it comes to friends, Dr. Seuss say’s it best:
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”
Wow.
No offense, but I wouldn’t be friends with anybody like that.
A real friend shouldn’t call you a bitch over some extremely stupid topic and only hang out with you for like, pity or w.e. and on top of that, be so dense as to think you didn’t hear what she said!
If I was you, I would have SLAPPED her…
But I guess that’s just me.
I’m really glad you finally have something to write that’s PERSONAL on your blog.
I’ve never actually seen that on your blog…
You could have just made a category in WP for all your personal stuff and I could read it all~♥
This is the first time I’ve read a personal blog from you, sorry it had to be one of these though. Your friend sounds immature. I mean if she’s really your friend she wouldn’t be like that too you and she wouldn’t speak to you like that either. Sorry to hear about it hun. I hope you feel better. =D
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