Friday, July 22, 2005
a bitter anthem.
There's this guy who woke me up while i was hibernating at 2:30pm yesterday by calling me. He was nice at first...and then he brought up this constant nagging "What was your friend's name again?" and i kept on telling him her name. And I was starting to get annoyed cuz i've been through that shit. Everyone calls on the 'best friend' to get to know the friend. It's aggravating. I hung up and then he texted again asking me if he could contact her. What. The. Fucking. Fuck. This usually doesn't bother me (cuz i usually end up telling them to fuck off) but this time it did.
Why?
1. He had friends who actually knew my said friend's number.
2. He has a girlfriend.
3. He woke me up....just to freaking ask my permission indirectly if it was okay for him to flirt around with my friend.
I can make a list of boys who are only friends with me because they are/were interested in my other close friends. But. They just don't get that no matter how close they are with me, they will never get together with my said friends. If they don't like you, they don't like you. And...I will not help you get them. i will not throw in a good word for you and if they do know you like them from me, they'd laugh at your sad attempt. Is that cool? So please stop calling/texting/talking to me if all you want to do is bone my friends because you won't be able to by me. If you like them, go to them yourself. If i said that to all my male friends, i bet i'll lose three-quarters of them.
I think i might have to start a conquest in finding asexual or homosexual male friends.
In other news, if anybody has my MEST DVD, GIVE IT BACK ASSHOLE.
What else? Here i am at 5 in the morning, a slave to the internet while Azmin and Vodka are sleeping soundly. I might have to wake Azmin up in a few minutes, I'm too fucking scared to go ACROSS THE HALL because of the earlier horror flick section. I know, i'm too cool for words.
I kinda miss Cardiff. In a way. But i'm still loving the piracy here.
I have to wake up in about 5 hours for sushi with Bob and Syai.
Oh and the vac pictures, i am still uploading them in Trevor. I usually lose interest on the 10th picture.
I think i might really have to go to bed.
I think Feefy's back.
I know i should sleep.
...and hopefully dream of Copeland singing to me. *looks at Wifey with envy*
Envy drowned in words at 17:02
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