As anyone that knows me will tell you, I'm probably the most passive-agressive person out there... There's been times I'm sure that have crept up on me that at one point or another, I've had to man up and handle business, but nothing to the point that I would take time out of my day to write about. However, recently (yesterday) I noticed a fellow blogger that read my last blog about "fate and serendipity" and had something to say about it (it wasn't nice to say the least, and since there's only one comment, you can probably find out for yourself but in case you can't, here's a follow up blog that was left on his/her page)
I'll be the first to admit that yes, I've had quite an extensive past, and by no means am I trying to portray that in a good manner to which guy's should look at me heroically, but this thing has to come to a close. I thought I was past the "high school" part of my life, but somehow, someway, someone tries to push me back into it. I don't like to dog people, not really, and not at all... And I don't intend on doing it now, but there's some things that need to be said here in my defense...
I found it humorous that I finally found someone in my life that makes me happy, and makes me a happier person, and I did expect some negative feedback, but this person went the extra 5 miles and then some. Most people wouldn't have the balls, nor the high school drama to step to that level and take it there, but this person did it, with a serious lack of class, and a hint of spite. When I first read the comment, I knew there had to be a story to follow it, so after much investigation (2 clicks) I found it. I couldn't help but laugh, because the story is about 99.2 percent not true with a dash of complete and utter bullshit for a 100% taste of distasteful writing... Hell of a dish I must say... I know I'm full... As for the story itself, it talks about how one person doesn't have the guts to just say they're not interested after being friends with this person for so long (since high school which obviously one of us left and one of us apparently didn't) and how much one loves the other and the other doesn't care (her and me)... The fact that you can say that you tell this person that you love them, and they don't say it back, has a very "stalkeresque" tone to it. Trust me, there were never any I Love You's thrown around, EVER! I don't use those for just anything... I say it to my parents, and to Rick and the crew, but that's it... I just find it distasteful that someone would stoop that low to try to ruin something good that I have, when they feel they are down... I wouldn't do that to them, but then again "I don't care at all" apparently. Trust me, I'm trying to be as nice as possible in this story, because I feel bad for what happened, and I didn't know feelings like that existed, but come on, this is life, not high school or "The Real World - Cincinnati." There's a time to grow up and feel heartbreak and there's a time to realize that your "crush" has other things on his mind and doesn't have the telepathic connection to read yours... Sorry about your luck and good luck in the future, but don't try to ruin something good that I have here, because you won't like the consequences of further actions... We'll See Ya
8,504,601 people just realized it's possible to be a complete asshole and be nice at the exact same time after reading this blog...
1 comment:
as much as i love this post because its all about me, i'd really love it more if you took it down. i was drunk and emotional and im sorry that i cant feel happy for anyone else when im not happy with myself. to make things easier i've already deleted you from the phone and aim and facebook etc ... so you wont have to worry about me "bothering" you anymore.
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