Done with confusion and anger. Now, I'm just a little sad.
Can't help but think that maybe this friendship is a little one-sided. We're not such good friends after all.
I will get through this.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Sunday, November 18, 2012
I just got off the phone with Terx. (Thanks Terx! :) ) Anyway, I'm still feeling a little bit frustrated and I just want to get this off my chest. As I mentioned before, this is my form of therapy.
This weekend, we had a softball tournament. Our team placed 3rd (should've been 2nd or 1st if we played against the actual Pirates team, not some Pirates-Enerzone hybrid team), but yeah, whatever. Officially, we're 3rd. I'm feeling a little bit frustrated with how this one friend of mine treats me. We've known each other for a while. Not just hi, hello knowing but talking. We used to talk / ym everyday. Now, we don't, but we still talk over FB sometimes or text or whatever. We belong to different teams but both are teams are friends so we're often in the same area and I swear, he acts like we're not friends at all. And I don't understand that. Part of me thinks, maybe I'm the snob...but I don't know. As iiin. I don't know why. I try to talk to do small talk, but no, he doesn't respond. He doesn't even say hi. And I'm like, wtf?! What the hell did I do to you? But, you know, whatever. If you don't want to be my friend, I'm not going to force it. Also...I'm not sure if it's because I mentioned it before to her or she just felt it on her own, but Terx even noticed that there was an awkwardness with us. It's just frustrating. But I'm not going to text or talk to him about it because I'm just not that confrontational. And I have a fear that he's not going to admit there's something off anyway and I'm just going to look stupid for bringing it up.
This weekend, we had a softball tournament. Our team placed 3rd (should've been 2nd or 1st if we played against the actual Pirates team, not some Pirates-Enerzone hybrid team), but yeah, whatever. Officially, we're 3rd. I'm feeling a little bit frustrated with how this one friend of mine treats me. We've known each other for a while. Not just hi, hello knowing but talking. We used to talk / ym everyday. Now, we don't, but we still talk over FB sometimes or text or whatever. We belong to different teams but both are teams are friends so we're often in the same area and I swear, he acts like we're not friends at all. And I don't understand that. Part of me thinks, maybe I'm the snob...but I don't know. As iiin. I don't know why. I try to talk to do small talk, but no, he doesn't respond. He doesn't even say hi. And I'm like, wtf?! What the hell did I do to you? But, you know, whatever. If you don't want to be my friend, I'm not going to force it. Also...I'm not sure if it's because I mentioned it before to her or she just felt it on her own, but Terx even noticed that there was an awkwardness with us. It's just frustrating. But I'm not going to text or talk to him about it because I'm just not that confrontational. And I have a fear that he's not going to admit there's something off anyway and I'm just going to look stupid for bringing it up.
Hey, snob.
We don't have to be friends or at least pretend to be friends if you don't want to. I'm fine with or without you. Snob.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Kapoy pinlasticay. If you don't like me, I'm fine with that. We don't have to pretend we're friends or whatever. In fact, I can be rude. Being fake polite is such a chore, you know? So I think this will be the last for me. Having doubts about this thing in the long term because I just want to have fun, but if it has to be awkward, then I can find other entertainment.
Friday, November 2, 2012
I had the weirdest experience this morning. I woke up for some reason, checked the clock and decided to go back to sleep. Then when I was in between being fully awake and fully asleep, I felt someone slip into bed beside me, put his hand on my shoulder and then said, "Kayata, wa pa nimo greplyan akong text." Then, I was fully awake, alone in a locked room.
Weeeeird.
Weeeeird.
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