the letdown
its funny how people can let you down so badly and not even know. generally i don't take a lot of stock in people. its the rare few that i actually feel like i can depend on. i'm used to the majority of the people in my life letting me down, so when one of the select few that i care about do it, its like this devastating blow that throws everything in my world off balance.
case in point: A.D. we've been friends for 10 years. since our freshmen year in high school. he's my back-up. he is (was, i haven't decided yet) one of my best friends. we talk almost every day. granted, its over IM, but still, everyday. we're each other's backup. we talk about what its going to be like when we get married. how our kids will hate us because we'll be so much funnier than them. and, sucks to be me since i have apparently held AD to a higher standard than the rest of the guys in my life.
i was home for a week. an entire week without class. a week where AD and i are actually in the same city for once. and he knows i'm home. and we never get to see eachother. so out of the 10 days i was in town, he called me once. ONCE. we hung out once by ourselves, after i'd already been home for a full week. and we saw eachother two other times other than that for mutual friends' birthday outings. normally, this wouldn't bother me this much, but before i even came home we'd talked about hanging out. just chilling and doing stupid shit like watching kung fu movies on his new gigromous t.v. or grabbing dinner at my favorite restaurant. but none of that happened.
and on the nights that we were out for the birthdays, he barely talked to me. he flirted with other girls in front of me! this shouldn't bother me, but it really did. it was the culmination of the whole week of AD basically forgetting that we're friends. he didn't even answer phone calls from me! i called him yesterday to see if he needed a ride since i had to drive (by myself!) to julie's party, and he never called me back. he calls everyone back! i've seen him. he was all "i figured i would just see you here".
it was really upsetting to me. he's not supposed to be that guy. he's supposed to be AD. one of my favorite boys. one of my best friends. he's supposed to help make things better, not worse. he's not supposed to be one of the boys that makes me cry.
case in point: A.D. we've been friends for 10 years. since our freshmen year in high school. he's my back-up. he is (was, i haven't decided yet) one of my best friends. we talk almost every day. granted, its over IM, but still, everyday. we're each other's backup. we talk about what its going to be like when we get married. how our kids will hate us because we'll be so much funnier than them. and, sucks to be me since i have apparently held AD to a higher standard than the rest of the guys in my life.
i was home for a week. an entire week without class. a week where AD and i are actually in the same city for once. and he knows i'm home. and we never get to see eachother. so out of the 10 days i was in town, he called me once. ONCE. we hung out once by ourselves, after i'd already been home for a full week. and we saw eachother two other times other than that for mutual friends' birthday outings. normally, this wouldn't bother me this much, but before i even came home we'd talked about hanging out. just chilling and doing stupid shit like watching kung fu movies on his new gigromous t.v. or grabbing dinner at my favorite restaurant. but none of that happened.
and on the nights that we were out for the birthdays, he barely talked to me. he flirted with other girls in front of me! this shouldn't bother me, but it really did. it was the culmination of the whole week of AD basically forgetting that we're friends. he didn't even answer phone calls from me! i called him yesterday to see if he needed a ride since i had to drive (by myself!) to julie's party, and he never called me back. he calls everyone back! i've seen him. he was all "i figured i would just see you here".
it was really upsetting to me. he's not supposed to be that guy. he's supposed to be AD. one of my favorite boys. one of my best friends. he's supposed to help make things better, not worse. he's not supposed to be one of the boys that makes me cry.
posted by AJ at 6:25 PM
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