Oct 04, 2012 23:20
It started out way back. It's not just now, really. It's just now that I've decided that they're not worth the time anymore. I was never really part of the group, and I'm sincerely okay with that. I just thought that maybe there's a chance there. or maybe I just wanted to hang out.
One time, it was my birthday. I invited everyone to come to the apartment and nobody came. Another birthday passed, and it was in my grandparent's nice house. A few came. Why? I don't know. Maybe because the house was nicer? But who told?
There are times too when they weren't including a so-called "friend" most of the time, and were ranting how difficult she is to be with. I found it disgusting how they were faking out on her, like she was a really close friend, but not. Then she married a rich foreign dude, and everything changed.
Also, there was this January where it was my birthday, along with someone else's. They never really greeted me. I was there, and everyone just greeted the other tupperware.
The thing is, I never really minded these things at the time, even if it was kind of awkward. But when you see pictures without you in them, it gets frustrating... but hey, that means they don't really want me there if they didn't invite me there, so that's okay. Not wanting me there means they don't like me, and they're not really my friends. It's as simple as that.
What I'm pissed off about more than anything is what did I do? they never really said anything to me, so what the hell are they mad about? Aren't I the one who's supposed to be mad? The fact of the matter is, I don't really know them. I realized that, and moved on. What are they angry at me for? I didn't even know they were mad at me. They don't even talk to me!
But more than that, it's this main tupperware that's annoying. She did all the things I used to do, and did it in a flashy way so that it'll all be attributed to her. I know her friends aren't really my friends, but there was a time she took my friends too. It's like she craves attention, and tries to get it by doing what I did... except I never really wanted attention when I did those things, I enjoyed them.
So now I'm trying something out again, and this time I'm trying to be sure that I won't be copied anymore. I don't care if she reads my journal, all the better so she understands my side, but I'm sure with her ego that she'd probably get more frustrated and diss me to all her friends. Doesn't matter, I'm used to being dissed. Thank you fucking bullies for making me get used to that.
Honestly, I give up having girl friends. They always have an ulterior motive for befriending you, and are so high maintenance. I hate having to pay 200 fucking pesos for a stupid cup of coffee, but that doesn't mean I don't want to hang out! Sometimes I think maybe I should've been born a guy to get real cool friends. The thing with being friends with a guy is it's kind of awkward because they always talk about girls in demeaning ways, and it's not their fault. Girls do that too. But besides that, if you're a girl being friends with a guy might look nice enough, but behind their heads there's always that thought that "hmm... I could fuck her." or "maybe I can get her as a girlfriend." or "what big boobs you have." or whatever. They're guys. That's why I feel restraint from being friends with guys too. It's never really just friends most of the time... but most of my real friends are guys, because once you're friends with them, that's it. I just thought maybe I could talk about some things that I maybe couldn't to girls, but I really hate girls. I've hated girls since forever. Girls are not nice. They're mean, selfish and always think they're right. I'm a girl, so I should know.
So my tip to guys, stop looking for girls. Look for women who have a nice social standing, no foul-ups or too much craziness and hanky-panky, and who would be willing to take good care of you as you would for her. Better yet, as how your mother would care for you. I really should've been born in the 19th century or something with my ideals, but look at what modernism brought. I like how people were more polite, courteous and respectful to each other back then. I wish it was still so now.