Burrrrrrr

12 degree weather, is really not my thing.

This weekend was pretty fun. Lots of my friends have been slowly making their way back home for the holidays. Last night I ventured out to watch some football and see our friend's band play. It was so much fun, more fun than I've had in a really long time! Hoping next weekend will be even better!

Speaking of burrrrrr, have you ever found yourself in that awkward situation when you run into someone you don't want to talk to? Yeah, welcome to my world. I guess it's not that I didn't want to talk to this "old friend" last night, I just really have NOTHING to say to them. About five years ago, I was roped into a pretty nasty bad situation with a few of these "friends". One by one they ripped me apart verbally in front of a bar full of people, leaving me looking like a big fat jerk. It was a big misunderstanding. We were planning a trip to go to Florida, and I wanted to get a gym membership to lose some weight. No big deal. I had mentioned that we all should go together, because we've all put on some extra. Big mistake apparently. When it got back around to a specific person, they blew it out of proportion and intended to make a huge spectacle out of it. The next one picked me apart for things I had said about her years ago--that honestly weren't even hurtful. So while I stood there in the middle of a crowd getting bitched at by two girls, the other one stood idly and silent. I got up in her face and said "Okay, what's your bitch with me?" and she replied "I have no complaints with you." 

I don't know what's colder. The fact that she knew what was going to happen that night and didn't warn me, or the fact that she let these two girls rip me to pieces and not do anything about it. So I ask again, why do you think I want to talk to you now? It's literally been YEARS  since I've even spoken to her. I've just realized in my life that some "friends" you just grow apart from. My particular "place" in that group was wearing thin, for the simple fact that I didn't see eye to eye with them anymore. I am no longer associated with people who take sick satisfaction of watching people suffer. I don't take pleasure into making other people feel bad, making a spectacle of someone. 

The last thing one of the girls said to me was this:

"You know what Thao, I'm not gonna feel bad for you, when you're sitting alone at home on your couch and have nothing to do because you're lonely. This is not fucking high school anymore so you should stop running your fucking mouth, you have no friends."

My reply was simply this...

"You're stupid to think I have no other friends. I'm not like you bitches. If this is what "real friends" do to you, then it's better I'm walking away."

I never heard from her again. I really meant what I said. I did run into the other girl a few years ago, ironically on her birthday. I was drunk and at Denny's with my friends after an amazing night. I saw them and kept walking, only to have one of the girls (we don't have a problem with each other whatsoever) call me out. So I walked over to the table, asked how they were doing and made sure I wished the other one a happy birthday. BAM. That's how I roll. She of course said thank you, but I could tell from the look on her face that was the last thing she thought I'd say to her. Not so tough without the other girl are you?

Some people let their cruel coldness take over them. I'm not that kind of a person. I'll be civil to you, perfectly nice as far as you can tell. But that sure as hell doesn't mean I want a damn thing to do with you. My pet peeve is when someone KNOWS they have wronged you, and acts like NOTHING happened. It's not my job to make you feel okay with the shit you've done, it's my job to remind you I'm doing just fine.

The best revenge, is living well.