semi-halfhearted-rant-crap
I've decided that I need to move to another country to get away from people I want to avoid for the rest of my life, for my own good. Because I'm too damned social and/or goodhearted (maybe? maybe not? can't tell anymore) and/or weak to kick people completely out of my life.
This has nothing to do with anyone here. I just.. Well, it's complicated. I'm dreading seeing someone I haven't seen in years at a certain place I'm going in September. I know this person will be there, with his new person, and I don't want to deal with it. I wanted this person to be long gone, and he has been for a while, but this is kind of unavoidable. He will be there, cuz he always goes to see this band. I will be there, because I want to go to this thing, cuz it'll be really fun. I'm just dreading him ruining it for me by either A. Saying Hello, or B. Saying hello, then pretending he doesn't know me when his girlfriend comes around. I guess I just always hoped that I would be able to rub it in his face one day... but vengance is never so kind to me. It usually works the other way around. I'm the one that's still lonely, bitter and single, and he's the one who's got someone and is all fucking happy. It's really frustrating to see your scumbag exes happy, know what I mean? Goddamnit, I wanna be a smug fucking happy person and run into my scumbag exes. It's not fucking fair!
I think, and I'm pretty sure Paul is with me on this one, that being a single 20 something in NYC sucks more ass right now than ever imaginable. What the fuck happened to all the good times?
Oh, and another thing... I'm really sick of couples making out in the middle of the sidewalk! Especially when they're really fucking cute couples. I want to vomit on their shoes!
This has nothing to do with anyone here. I just.. Well, it's complicated. I'm dreading seeing someone I haven't seen in years at a certain place I'm going in September. I know this person will be there, with his new person, and I don't want to deal with it. I wanted this person to be long gone, and he has been for a while, but this is kind of unavoidable. He will be there, cuz he always goes to see this band. I will be there, because I want to go to this thing, cuz it'll be really fun. I'm just dreading him ruining it for me by either A. Saying Hello, or B. Saying hello, then pretending he doesn't know me when his girlfriend comes around. I guess I just always hoped that I would be able to rub it in his face one day... but vengance is never so kind to me. It usually works the other way around. I'm the one that's still lonely, bitter and single, and he's the one who's got someone and is all fucking happy. It's really frustrating to see your scumbag exes happy, know what I mean? Goddamnit, I wanna be a smug fucking happy person and run into my scumbag exes. It's not fucking fair!
I think, and I'm pretty sure Paul is with me on this one, that being a single 20 something in NYC sucks more ass right now than ever imaginable. What the fuck happened to all the good times?
Oh, and another thing... I'm really sick of couples making out in the middle of the sidewalk! Especially when they're really fucking cute couples. I want to vomit on their shoes!