1. Some people. Aka bitches.
PART I
Last Wednesday my grandfather died, not to summarize my feelings, but that isn’t what I want this post to be about, it was extremely difficult for my entire family and I. (Note: there was grammar going out the window) Needless to say, I DID NOT feel like going to my Thursday classes, but figured I could at least sit through them so I didn’t miss heaps of work.
First up was accounting. I made it through alright, but then afterwards had to talk to the professor about getting an extension since I had my grandfather’s visitation, funeral, etc this weekend. He agreed, the whole thing took about a minute. Meanwhile, the three ‘friends’ I have in that class decided to just leave without me and go.. somewhere.. for the 15 minute break between classes.
Now, under NORMAL CIRCUMSTANCES, this wouldn’t bother me in the least. Two of these three aren’t close friends at all, but one is and I thought he’d at least have the decency to wait for me after class since I was in such a fragile emotional state and all. Plus we always walk to our next class together. In my aforementioned state this got me all emotional (again, normally I try to avoid them anyway, therefore it wouldn’t bother me) and I ended up leaving before my second class even started.
Oh, the one ‘close’ one I mentioned? He sent me a text two seconds before class started asking if I was coming. I didn’t answer.
PART II
Today (Monday) we didn’t have school (Thanksgiving), so I was working on the previously mentioned accounting assignment, figuring I could get some done. I did the first two questions, and had a mark so far that was 1.91/2. Not too shabby. I texted this ‘close’ friend asking what he got on it. 5/5. I asked him how. “I worked really hard on it.” NOW. This is FINE AND DANDY. And not to sound rude (I know I will anyway), but I do substantially better than this guy in school. “I worked really hard on it.” OH YEAH. AND I JUST SPENT TWO HOURS ON TWO QUESTIONS THAT I DIDN’T REALLY WORK HARD ON.
Bitch, please.
Conclusion: I do not feel like seeing/talking to these people tomorrow. I know it’ll be really awkward if I don’t sit with them tomorrow, but I just don’t want to deal with them.
2. Boyfriend
Before you read this, you should know: he has been a saint this weekend with my grandfather’s passing. Seriously. I couldn’t ask for better support or.. anything, really. And I love him. A lot. But I still need to get this out.
He has this friend. Let’s call her D. They’re very good friends. And I’m - despite my best efforts - extremely jealous when it comes to her. Hmm… jealous seems like the wrong word. Let’s say: I DON’T FUCKING LIKE IT AND THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT WITHOUT LOOKING LIKE A BITCH BELIEVEMEIVETRIED.
So they go to the same University, and see each other a fair amount. I deal with it. Spitefully. Well, after spending a lovely day with my boyfriend today, I go on his Facebook wall and find this: D to Boyfriend - “You’re so precious. Thanks for the treat :)” AWH HEALLZ NAH. EVEN COPYING AND PASTING THAT SENDS ME INTO A FIT OF RAGE. No, I don’t know what this ‘treat’ was. ALL I KNOW IS THAT HE DIDN’T TELL ME ABOUT IT AND NOW I’M LEFT IMAGINING ALL SORTS OF FUCKERY I DON’T WANT TO IMAGINE.
Oooooooo child. This shit is bringing out the ghetto in me tonight.
Conclusion: I don’t feel like talking to him. I really don’t. But he gets all sensitive when I don’t tell him what’s wrong if I kind of ignore him. We’ve had so many arguments about D. Fuck. I don’t know what to do.
