If anyone has read the
post I posted up on the blogspot, specifically about this particular friend of mine, that was just a dash of what I really, really wanted to say. I guess I've too much feelings, I care absolutely too much. I should take my own advice that I often give out to Wan: Just care about my own problems and leave the others be. I don't think I'm capable. For one thing, I hate to be left out of the loop, and for the other, I have this caring instinct that I can't put out; I need to care. I want to care. Its what I do.
He became someone I don't recognise. How can you change so much in so little time? Has he always been so... I don't know the right word to describe him? He's becoming such a pansy. A wuss. Imagine a stereotypical gay guy. Flamboyant, soft in manners of speaking and character. That's who he is now. He's like this really birah person! (Birah, a bruneian word similar to lanji which means horny. If I'm not mistaken)
I may not know him as much as the others, but even the others had to know him all over again, from the very beginning.
I can't accept the way he is now. I don't like it.
What I miss the most? Hanging out with him. We never get to go out together anymore. He usually puts a no-show. Eventually, you get tired of being disappointed of him skipping out on you and just move on. The worse part when he doesn't come, is that he doesn't call, or text. Can you be any more INCONSIDERATE? I think the guys have this trait, as well as being late for just about anything. Such princesses. Gawd!
What disappoints me the most? Him skipping a test. A TEST! And he said he had a tummy ache. Just come and suck it in! Its not like we didn't remind him, we did! Why did I, I never knew. Maybe I thought I could save him or something.
Did I mention coming in 40 minutes into another test? He was clearly hating his academics and was set out to destroy it!
He didn't come to the barbecue and he said he would. I'm not surprised. I wasted my breath asking this guy to come because he was a part of us, of the D&D's, even though some of us already started hating his guts.
One night, we wanted to go to the movies. We asked him to come, nicely. He said he would go. Yes, that night, he bailed out on us, his real friends over some two-bit tramp who turned his life upside down and they're not even dating!
Don't get me started on his excuses! I don't know which one is real and which one is fake! He just pours all those excuses for his absence, his lateness. He won't admit to his relationships or whatever. He's like so frustrating!!!
I think I'm just going to move on. Because I can't waste my breath and my time of someone who listens but doesn't act. Its fucking pointless.
Yes, I'm pissed off. Because if he can't be true to us, when will he ever be true to anyone else? Why can't he just admit that he's seeing that, that person, or whatever. Why did he change so much? Why does he like to disappoint people?
Ah, forget it.