04-07-2005, 09:57 AM | #41 (permalink) |
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Well...when people aren't careful about what they write and who's reading it, then shit like this will happen.
Rule of Thumb: If you don't want someone reading what you write, don't write it where anyone can read it!
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04-07-2005, 01:03 PM | #42 (permalink) | ||
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Another update:
My response was based on another xanga update Quote:
Aaaaanyway, so he's walking out the door a little bit later and throws a note on my desk: Quote:
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04-07-2005, 01:46 PM | #43 (permalink) |
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I have to agree with the xanga sucking thing. I used to do xanga; then I realized that the people's blogs that I read were full of all this drama, badmouthing baloney and I quit.
Fourty, I hope things go as smoothly as possible until exams are over and you don't have to deal with this kind of stuff anymore. Having issues with roomies absolutely sucks.
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04-07-2005, 04:01 PM | #44 (permalink) | |
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Sounds like the two of you have just grown apart over the years, as people sometimes do. Do you still feel as if you're going to lose it? I hope not, you've had a little win .
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04-08-2005, 06:43 AM | #45 (permalink) |
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move out, move on as you can.
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04-08-2005, 10:44 AM | #46 (permalink) |
Free Mars!
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I used to be best friend with this guy back in elementary and junior high school, but I had to move away.
I didn't see him again until a few years ago for the first time and we tried to arrange a hang out or something like that. So, when I went out with him to do some bar hopping, I found out that he takes hard drugs. I didn't do any drug at that time but I knew that it was obvious that he went down on the wrong road. He used to be a good kid but now...he's a nobody without a high school diploma and working at Mcdonalds for 5 bucks an hour wage while I'm working toward to my degree, working at a high tech software company for Co-op during the day and working at Fedex during the night. It's like what some of us said, people part ways. You can be best friend with somebody for a few years and then all of sudden, something changes and you'll never be best friend again. It's the hard facts of life. Change is constant. Nothing is forever.
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04-09-2005, 01:30 AM | #47 (permalink) |
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Location: Somewhere, Missouri
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Alright, here's the deal. This is my opinion of what went wrong, and I will guarantee it within 95% certainty.
So, what happened? His girlfriend happened. He might have been annoyed at you not spending time with him and "blowing him off", but here's the icing on the cake. You mentioned that his girlfriend is very Christian oriented, right? What do you think was going through her mind when she saw those porn banners on entensity.net? I can guarantee you she probably walked off thinking about what a sick, dirty person you are for even opening such filth. She probably thought that you were a bad influence on her boyfriend, and didn't want him hanging around you anymore. I will also guarantee you, that she was bitching about you to him. Eventually, she wore him down to the point where he began to think that what you were doing was sick and unhealthy, when in actuality, those opinions were that of his girlfriend's. I could see the following type of dialogue, taking place, knowing how caddy some women can be: "I don't want you hanging around with XXXX anymore, I can't believe he was that rude! Ugh, I can't believe you're even friends with him!" Generic dialogue, I've heard it all before, however. Women are, in my opinion, the BIGGEST influence on your relationship with your friends. My diagnosis: You, my friend, are not the one that's pussy-whipped, it is quite the contrary. Your friend's feelings about you were manipulated by his own girlfriend, and resulted in him ignoring you, and the loss of your friendship. Your friend, is the one that is pussy-whipped. |
04-09-2005, 08:49 AM | #48 (permalink) |
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Location: io-where?
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Alright HUMUNGOUS update.
On Friday afternoon, I was taking some stuff back home this weekend since finals are so close and I really just want to be able to throw everything I can in my car on that last day and get the hell out. So I empty my bookshelf, which has both mine and his stuff on it. I pick up his books and DVDs and stuff and put them on the floor, pick up some stuff off the top of the bookshelf and put that on the floor, then throw my shit in a duffel bag and move the bookshelf out to my car. Later in the day I was coming back from getting lunch and I hear my name being called from across the walkway between the dorms and then I hear this, "We need to talk about that bookcase." I'm like, alright what's the deal. Here's how it played out, he'll be in bold: "Me and my mom both think that is my bookshelf" "*dumbfounded* Why?" "We have one just like it at home" "Well then if it's at home why do you think I have it?" "*angry look* Because they came in a twin set" "Dude, that bookcase is mine I brought it from home." Then he started talking about why his stuff was on the floor, and how he had some hot sauce or something and how it has a crack in it! "I was talking to ____ (his girlfriend) and she agreed that I could charge you with destruction of property." "Is it destroyed?" "*angry look*...No, but if you touch my stuff again I can charge you with destruction of property." Then we got in this hour long bitchfest right outside where he told me that "friendships are like a business, it's sad but that's the way it is" and how I need to get counseling because apparently I'm in an unhealthy relationship with my girlfriend because according to him I don't hang out with other friends enough. He kept telling me how I turned my back on all my friends by being with my girlfriend blahblahblah, then some crap about how he has goals blahblah, and that I only have a better GPA than him because blahblahblah, and how he knows my situation perfectly blahblah, until finally I was entirley too stressed out by the whole situation that I told him to do the world a favor and kill himself, then I flipped him off and walked inside, punched out a small window in the staircase and went to cool off. All in all the conversation solved nothing, except to destroy all possibility of ever even wanting to see each other again, which I don't disagree with. After I thought I had sufficiently cooled off I went straight up to my RA, who's way too awesome, talked to him about the situation and how I felt I couldn't live with him any more because either I would end up kicking his ass, or he would end up kicking mine. So he talked to the hall coordinator of my building, found me a single room a few floors up and I'm moving in tomorrow when I get back on campus. The good news is that since I ripped him apart about his Xanga he hasn't posted in it yet. Good fuckin' riddance! The problem is solved, I'm moving out. As a hilarious side note, here's a couple quotes that I've gathered from him since this year: "I don't believe in history." "Girlfriends don't get any preferential treatment." I'll have more once I clear my head again, typing this has got me all riled up.
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04-10-2005, 03:54 PM | #49 (permalink) |
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He is the sort of fellow that one should not suffer. On a side note, I must know the context in which he stated he doesn't believe in history.
edit: Hahaha, oh man. That certainly is one of those things that when you get an aswer to, "Why?" certainly doens't improve your opinion of the person. Last edited by Xell101; 04-10-2005 at 05:49 PM.. |
04-10-2005, 04:21 PM | #50 (permalink) |
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Location: io-where?
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Context:
Him and his girlfriend sitting around talking about taking a summer class, to get some gen eds out of the way before next year and she offers up Humanities I, a required history class, to which he replies "No, I don't believe in history."
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