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i figure i should update because my fingers are working super fast right now, and i need to let out what's going on in my life, instead of talking someone else's ear off.
so one of my best friends chris moved in with me about 6 weeks ago. he got kicked out of his aunts, had no money, and lost his job. so i offered to take him in for a little bit. that's what friends are for, right?
so for the first week or two it was ok. but after awhile, when someone's drinking your beer, eating your food, smoking your cigarettes and weed, and using your electric, it kind of gets super frustrating super fast. not to mention he didn't respect my rules. i let him do whatever, only ONE thing i hate: i don't smoke cigs in my house. it's gross as fuck, and it makes the place stink. over the course of a month, i've asked him about 30 times to not smoke in here, and he just waited til i went to bed at night and did it anyway.
so anyways, he made me take him to his parents house in new egypt to do laundry and get money a little less than two weeks ago. there goes 15 bucks worth of gas. so i pick him up the next day and he said that his parents were going to deposit money into his account the following day and he would reimburse me for some of my troubles. cool, no problem. well, days go by and apparently there's no money in his account. i'm getting fed up at this point....
so yesterday, i went and bought a 24 pack, and asked him politely NOT to drink my beer. i go to sleep, and wake up at 4:30 am cause i'm super sick and couldn't stop coughing. so i go out to get a glass of OJ, and he's sitting at the computer, blaring music. i open the fridge, and out of 24 beers, there's fucking 8 left. EIGHT. he comes in the kitchen, all wasted, slurring his words "ALLISONNNNN... WHATS UP!! listen, i need you to take me home tomorrow. my mom wants me to come home" i didn't say anything except "all my beer is gone" and he laughs and goes "yeah i had a couple hahaha"
i don't know whether it was me being cranky, sick, or just pushed over the edge. but i fucking had it. i snapped. how could he take advantage of me like that? and expect me to drop him off at home and that would be it? all the money he cost me and all i did for him, and he just goes and leaves? i hardly said anything but i made it known i was pissed and went in my room to try and sleep.
i still can't sleep, so i go on myspace on my phone, and we argue through a few comments, and i pretty much call him a scumbag and tell him we can't be friends after this. then the last straw happened. i look at his status and it reads as "i don't feel bad for you" and his mood is "sorry im the man" with a :D face. ohhhhh my godddd. i get up, walk out there, and i'm like "WELL FUCK YOU, FIND YOUR OWN DAMN RIDE HOME TOMORROW. I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SEE YOU HERE WHEN I WAKE UP, YOU'RE A PIECE OF SHIT. YOU DON'T LOVE ME, YOU DON'T TAKE ADVANTAGE OF PEOPLE YOU LOVE. YOU MILKED THE SHIT OUT OF ME AND I WAS TOO NICE TO SAY ANYTHING EARLIER SO YOU JUST DID IT FOR AS LONG AS YOU COULD. FUCK YOU." he proceeds to apologize but how do i believe that when he sits there and laughs about the whole situation.
before i could stop him, he gets up and leaves on foot. keep in mind his cell phone was shut off, and he has no money whatsoever, and he's in short sleeves and jeans. this was at 4:30am and i haven't heard from or seen him since. all his shit is here. part of me is a little worried, but another part of me is telling myself to not give a fuck. i'm sick of being taken advantage of, it's bullshit. he was one of my best friends and all he did was use the shit out of me. promising to get a job, and pay me back, and this and that. nothing but lies.
i went on his myspace only to find a message he sent his aunt saying how he was gonna pay her back cause he just got this new job selling cars. THAT'S MY JOB. how's he gonna lie to his family by telling them he works for the place I work for?
i guess you really don't know someone til you live with them.
so one of my best friends chris moved in with me about 6 weeks ago. he got kicked out of his aunts, had no money, and lost his job. so i offered to take him in for a little bit. that's what friends are for, right?
so for the first week or two it was ok. but after awhile, when someone's drinking your beer, eating your food, smoking your cigarettes and weed, and using your electric, it kind of gets super frustrating super fast. not to mention he didn't respect my rules. i let him do whatever, only ONE thing i hate: i don't smoke cigs in my house. it's gross as fuck, and it makes the place stink. over the course of a month, i've asked him about 30 times to not smoke in here, and he just waited til i went to bed at night and did it anyway.
so anyways, he made me take him to his parents house in new egypt to do laundry and get money a little less than two weeks ago. there goes 15 bucks worth of gas. so i pick him up the next day and he said that his parents were going to deposit money into his account the following day and he would reimburse me for some of my troubles. cool, no problem. well, days go by and apparently there's no money in his account. i'm getting fed up at this point....
so yesterday, i went and bought a 24 pack, and asked him politely NOT to drink my beer. i go to sleep, and wake up at 4:30 am cause i'm super sick and couldn't stop coughing. so i go out to get a glass of OJ, and he's sitting at the computer, blaring music. i open the fridge, and out of 24 beers, there's fucking 8 left. EIGHT. he comes in the kitchen, all wasted, slurring his words "ALLISONNNNN... WHATS UP!! listen, i need you to take me home tomorrow. my mom wants me to come home" i didn't say anything except "all my beer is gone" and he laughs and goes "yeah i had a couple hahaha"
i don't know whether it was me being cranky, sick, or just pushed over the edge. but i fucking had it. i snapped. how could he take advantage of me like that? and expect me to drop him off at home and that would be it? all the money he cost me and all i did for him, and he just goes and leaves? i hardly said anything but i made it known i was pissed and went in my room to try and sleep.
i still can't sleep, so i go on myspace on my phone, and we argue through a few comments, and i pretty much call him a scumbag and tell him we can't be friends after this. then the last straw happened. i look at his status and it reads as "i don't feel bad for you" and his mood is "sorry im the man" with a :D face. ohhhhh my godddd. i get up, walk out there, and i'm like "WELL FUCK YOU, FIND YOUR OWN DAMN RIDE HOME TOMORROW. I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SEE YOU HERE WHEN I WAKE UP, YOU'RE A PIECE OF SHIT. YOU DON'T LOVE ME, YOU DON'T TAKE ADVANTAGE OF PEOPLE YOU LOVE. YOU MILKED THE SHIT OUT OF ME AND I WAS TOO NICE TO SAY ANYTHING EARLIER SO YOU JUST DID IT FOR AS LONG AS YOU COULD. FUCK YOU." he proceeds to apologize but how do i believe that when he sits there and laughs about the whole situation.
before i could stop him, he gets up and leaves on foot. keep in mind his cell phone was shut off, and he has no money whatsoever, and he's in short sleeves and jeans. this was at 4:30am and i haven't heard from or seen him since. all his shit is here. part of me is a little worried, but another part of me is telling myself to not give a fuck. i'm sick of being taken advantage of, it's bullshit. he was one of my best friends and all he did was use the shit out of me. promising to get a job, and pay me back, and this and that. nothing but lies.
i went on his myspace only to find a message he sent his aunt saying how he was gonna pay her back cause he just got this new job selling cars. THAT'S MY JOB. how's he gonna lie to his family by telling them he works for the place I work for?
i guess you really don't know someone til you live with them.