This entry has been motivated by a conversation I've had with a good friend of mine last Friday night. We were sitting at the bar and discussing our various friendships, and how going to university, choosing different paths in life and all changed those. Then, he went on to say that he was thankful that I always accepted hanging out, whenever he
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The second one was somebody I knew in school. There it gets more complex, since it wasn't a one single time that she said she couldn't stand me - it was several. Apparently she didn't mind my company in small doses, but did find me immensly annoying if I'd hang around for longer periods - which she then wouldn't hesitate to make clear. When she didn't find me annoying, she'd be all friendly and every now and then start talking to me on her own initiative and be real nice. Her I knew for about five years, though we never interacted outside school. The worst thing about it was that whatever it was that I did to annoy her, it was something I was completely oblivious to - and she never stated told me the reason outright. The fact that she was my first love didn't help things much, either.
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