Last words, and then it's friends-only
I got totally slaughtered in an extremely long comment a couple entries back. I'm really sick of this anonymity going on so I'm going to make it friends-only after this entry.
Phew. I feel really hurt about what was written. It always seems that way, that whenever I want to tell my side of the story, I get attacked, and I'm the one who always has to apologize. I'm going to do what I feel is right, and this is apologize to the woman on the other line. I heard yelling and that totally offended me....I didn't know why but it just seemed like there was anger towards me that I found unwarranted. I do not dislike you, I actually found you very nice when we first met...I said some wrong things, out of anger, it was wrong, and I'm truly sorry. I have no reason to be upset with you...you were merely trying to help. Perhaps if we were actually talking directly, something could have been figured out more properly.
But the certain things that were addressed...I have to say some are funny, some are just plain wrong, and others are cruel. First off, please do not judge me. You don't know anything about the life I have lived, nor about what I have gone through. You basically think that I'm a manipulator, a spoiled brat, someone used to getting hand-outs. This is the funny. Dude...I could go on for hours about my sad little sob story, but that's not the issue here. You've made a whole lot of presumptions from one phone call. Or maybe Kevin has been spewing some garbage about me. I just don't know.
Secondly, I don't drink. At all. I really, truly felt uncomfortable about going over there due to the sole fact that there would be a lot of drinking taking place. I am just not really familiar with that environment...perhaps I'm a pathetic, sheltered kid. Regardless, it was a major turn-off for me, and I would never mooch off of others for anything, most especially some free drinks. For you to think that is just ew. So not me.
Public transportation: Okay, let me break it down for you. I am staying with my sister on City Ave. Where I'm staying, it's really, really difficult to describe. I suggest you Mapquest 3901 City Avenue and see for yourself that there really aren't any main streets nearby. I live near the 76. Again...I should've been talking to you, since you live here and all....not through Kevin. I'll be honest...I haven't had to take the bus very often. I mostly stay on campus, in my little educational bubble, as you'd probably call it. I have taken a couple of bus routes and the blue line, and now I have to take two busses to work everyday, but it's not something new. I've been taking busses back home all my life. I'm just less familiar with the slightly more sophisticated system here. Sorry. The only way I turn my nose to public transportation, by which I really mean public transit, is if it's really late at night. And since I'm really not familiar with my sister's neighborhood, let alone this crazy city, most especially in West Philly, I'm going to be wary. So it just turned me off. Perhaps if Kevin had called sooner, I would have been able to pluck up the courage to get on one of those scary busses.... Wow, not only am I nerdy, I'm extremely sarcastic!
Kevin shouldn't have said he would pay for a cab if he wasn't going to do it. I don't mind spending my own money, but it was just too late for me to be standing around at busstops. I'm currently not night time street-smart in Philly...I'm lucky I can handle the East side of Buffalo at night. Again, I would have preferred a cab.
I just don't get the guy. I really don't. I've been trying to figure him out for years. I'm clueless.
What's my point? I'm sorry for the namecalling, it was a misunderstanding. Everything was a misunderstanding. If we were actually talking personally, none of this would have happened. I don't know if you're going to read this, but hopefully you will, and hopefully you'll think of me a little more highly.
Phew. I feel really hurt about what was written. It always seems that way, that whenever I want to tell my side of the story, I get attacked, and I'm the one who always has to apologize. I'm going to do what I feel is right, and this is apologize to the woman on the other line. I heard yelling and that totally offended me....I didn't know why but it just seemed like there was anger towards me that I found unwarranted. I do not dislike you, I actually found you very nice when we first met...I said some wrong things, out of anger, it was wrong, and I'm truly sorry. I have no reason to be upset with you...you were merely trying to help. Perhaps if we were actually talking directly, something could have been figured out more properly.
But the certain things that were addressed...I have to say some are funny, some are just plain wrong, and others are cruel. First off, please do not judge me. You don't know anything about the life I have lived, nor about what I have gone through. You basically think that I'm a manipulator, a spoiled brat, someone used to getting hand-outs. This is the funny. Dude...I could go on for hours about my sad little sob story, but that's not the issue here. You've made a whole lot of presumptions from one phone call. Or maybe Kevin has been spewing some garbage about me. I just don't know.
Secondly, I don't drink. At all. I really, truly felt uncomfortable about going over there due to the sole fact that there would be a lot of drinking taking place. I am just not really familiar with that environment...perhaps I'm a pathetic, sheltered kid. Regardless, it was a major turn-off for me, and I would never mooch off of others for anything, most especially some free drinks. For you to think that is just ew. So not me.
Public transportation: Okay, let me break it down for you. I am staying with my sister on City Ave. Where I'm staying, it's really, really difficult to describe. I suggest you Mapquest 3901 City Avenue and see for yourself that there really aren't any main streets nearby. I live near the 76. Again...I should've been talking to you, since you live here and all....not through Kevin. I'll be honest...I haven't had to take the bus very often. I mostly stay on campus, in my little educational bubble, as you'd probably call it. I have taken a couple of bus routes and the blue line, and now I have to take two busses to work everyday, but it's not something new. I've been taking busses back home all my life. I'm just less familiar with the slightly more sophisticated system here. Sorry. The only way I turn my nose to public transportation, by which I really mean public transit, is if it's really late at night. And since I'm really not familiar with my sister's neighborhood, let alone this crazy city, most especially in West Philly, I'm going to be wary. So it just turned me off. Perhaps if Kevin had called sooner, I would have been able to pluck up the courage to get on one of those scary busses.... Wow, not only am I nerdy, I'm extremely sarcastic!
Kevin shouldn't have said he would pay for a cab if he wasn't going to do it. I don't mind spending my own money, but it was just too late for me to be standing around at busstops. I'm currently not night time street-smart in Philly...I'm lucky I can handle the East side of Buffalo at night. Again, I would have preferred a cab.
I just don't get the guy. I really don't. I've been trying to figure him out for years. I'm clueless.
What's my point? I'm sorry for the namecalling, it was a misunderstanding. Everything was a misunderstanding. If we were actually talking personally, none of this would have happened. I don't know if you're going to read this, but hopefully you will, and hopefully you'll think of me a little more highly.