Megan is a bad friend
Avoidance issues aside (ha!), I'm not a very good friend. In fact, I'm kinda selfish (what??).
Yes, it is true.
I can't count on both my hands the number of times people have helped me when I needed. I can when the situation is reversed. It's always I'm tired, or I'll do it later, or WHY THE HELL ARE YOU BUGGING ME, DAD? Like when Taylor and me were moving in together. She helped me pack and move in all my shit from practically across campus, but when she needed help moving hers from up two flights of stairs, I was busy or tired or late.
and I'm never there when people need me, which is rare, but happens. Like when my sister has probs - I just nod my head and watch TV and justify doing that because I think she only talks about herself, which is true, but still. Also, when people want to talk to me I avoid them for days. Anthony, for instance. We have not had a real chat in weeks mostly because I always "have to be somewhere" which usually means I don't want to talk to him anymore. I can't blame that entirely on me. I get extremely pissed because he doesn't ever just talk- he makes me do all of it and ususally I don't mind, but every fucking time is annoying and I don't understand why he doesn't get that. "I don't usually talk about myself." Well tough shit, Anthony. Grrr....and if I actually said that to him he'd get all pissy and stop chatting and make me say something again cause I get impatient.
This is a typical conversation with him:
Him:/cuddles
Me: Hey! What's up?
Him: Nothing much. Working. You?
Me: Sitting on my butt....the usual....
(5 minute pause)
Him: Sounds interesting.
Me: Yeah, my life is so exciting, I think I saw paparazzi outside my window. So, how's life been? Any new dates? (blah blah blah)
(10 minute pause)
Me: Hello?
Him: Sorry.
(another 10 minutes)
Him: (random poll question)
(pause for me to think)
Me: (stupid answer)
(tick tock tick tock tick tock)
Him: Oh.
(more time passes)
Me: (talk about myself, blah blah)
Him: Uh huh.
Me: (getting annoyed with talking about myself) What about you?
Him: Uhhhhh....(loooooong pause)
pause
pause
pause
Me: Hey, I gotta go. Talk to you later, huh?
Him: Yeah. Bye.
THE END...finally. It's like torture to me, but not because I don't like him. Our conversation lately is so tedious and boring. Grrrr...
and I think I have a virus in my comp. Fucking ads.
Yes, it is true.
I can't count on both my hands the number of times people have helped me when I needed. I can when the situation is reversed. It's always I'm tired, or I'll do it later, or WHY THE HELL ARE YOU BUGGING ME, DAD? Like when Taylor and me were moving in together. She helped me pack and move in all my shit from practically across campus, but when she needed help moving hers from up two flights of stairs, I was busy or tired or late.
and I'm never there when people need me, which is rare, but happens. Like when my sister has probs - I just nod my head and watch TV and justify doing that because I think she only talks about herself, which is true, but still. Also, when people want to talk to me I avoid them for days. Anthony, for instance. We have not had a real chat in weeks mostly because I always "have to be somewhere" which usually means I don't want to talk to him anymore. I can't blame that entirely on me. I get extremely pissed because he doesn't ever just talk- he makes me do all of it and ususally I don't mind, but every fucking time is annoying and I don't understand why he doesn't get that. "I don't usually talk about myself." Well tough shit, Anthony. Grrr....and if I actually said that to him he'd get all pissy and stop chatting and make me say something again cause I get impatient.
This is a typical conversation with him:
Him:/cuddles
Me: Hey! What's up?
Him: Nothing much. Working. You?
Me: Sitting on my butt....the usual....
(5 minute pause)
Him: Sounds interesting.
Me: Yeah, my life is so exciting, I think I saw paparazzi outside my window. So, how's life been? Any new dates? (blah blah blah)
(10 minute pause)
Me: Hello?
Him: Sorry.
(another 10 minutes)
Him: (random poll question)
(pause for me to think)
Me: (stupid answer)
(tick tock tick tock tick tock)
Him: Oh.
(more time passes)
Me: (talk about myself, blah blah)
Him: Uh huh.
Me: (getting annoyed with talking about myself) What about you?
Him: Uhhhhh....(loooooong pause)
pause
pause
pause
Me: Hey, I gotta go. Talk to you later, huh?
Him: Yeah. Bye.
THE END...finally. It's like torture to me, but not because I don't like him. Our conversation lately is so tedious and boring. Grrrr...
and I think I have a virus in my comp. Fucking ads.