Oct 08, 2004 22:57
I don't like Beth! I really don't! I don't care how much it seems like I do, I don't! I'm done with her! She's a bitch to me, so I'm through.
Okay?
Now that that's cleared up:
Lately I've been receiving alot more contempt from my friends. Most've 'em have been rather...short with me. I don't know if it's something I did, something that's been happening for a while, or whatever, but I've just started noticing it now. It's like I'm not good enough to be with them or something.
Seriously.
This is a conversation that was had today:
Me: I'm leaving, I have to go.
Beth: Good, while you're gone, tell Ziggy to come up here.
Ver. Bat. Im. See what I mean? I'm obviously not worthy of being in anyone's presence. I mean, if I were, you think they'd give me a little more respect than "Scott you're stupid" "Scott I hate you." And you know what? I don't care if they're being serious or not. Even if they "don't really mean it," It's not something they should be saying.
For anyone who's not aware, I've overhauled my wardrobe lately. New shirts and everything. Actually, not "and everything" Just new shirts.
And, while I appreciate honesty, I'd rather not be told that "I look bad" in these new clothes. Or that "I shouldn't wear them again." I bought them because I like them. Don't tell me what you think until I ask your opinion.
Of course, this little blurb is probably going to cause a great commotion among everybody, but these are things I want people to know.
Basically, I'm offended easily, don't say shit like that. And seriously, if you guys don't want me around, lemme know. I can deal. I'll go find someone who actually wants me around. I mean it. Let me know, and I'll leave you with your hot guys. Of course, the person the majority of my anger is addressed at doesn't even read this thing, so what am I writing this for? Because I need to vent. So all of you can rest assured that I'm not pissed at you.
And I realized another thing lately:
Most of the shit that's happened in our little "groupie" thing has been caused by me. Ross leaving? Oh, that was my fault, no doubt. Beth joining? Indirectly, my fault, which, indirectly, caused most of the other proverbial shit to hit the proverbial fan.
So you know what?
I'm going to do you all a favor.
I'm just going to leave you all alone. If you want to speak or hang out with me, you've gotta make the first move. I'm tired of assuming all of you want to be with me. I've obviously made a mistake.