Ok, so here’s my vent.
It all started over summer when we first starting truly hanging out. It was cool and all until I started getting some feelings for you. I asked you if you wanted to go on a date sometime and you said you weren’t looking for a relationship. Hold that thought.
School starts and we’re hanging out less than we did over summer, but none the less we still hung out. You didn’t want a relationship with me and I was KINDA ok with that but then I kept seeing you flirting with other guys. First month of school you wanted to date 3 guys…… Obviously I was not cool with that. Then homecoming was coming up and obviously I was going to ask you, but before I did you already had a date. Then another one. And then another one with some redneck. I obviously was dumbfounded on why you would pick him over me but none the less I just brushed it off. Until the actual dance came up.
Your “date” left you within the first 15 minutes of the dance and while I was dancing with my date, you were complaining that I wasn’t dancing with you. Basically I went just for you, and when I did dance with you, we had way too much fun. Honestly, I didn’t want it to end, but whatever.
Sometime around that time we went to a little get together for a mini party. Well, I got retarded and acted a fool and embarrassed myself in front of you. It was a party and it happens to the best of us. But oh well.
After that night we really didn’t hang out for a while. Maybe because you realized that your best friend likes you and you felt that it was awkward to like me back. Whenever I wanted to hangout with you, every excuse was “Sorry. I’m having a family dinner.” How many family dinners does one person have? Anyway, it was all a “Coincidence” that you were having these dinners whenever I asked you do something.
Go back to the last sentence of the first part of this rant.
During that same conversation, you wanna know what you did? Literally 10 minutes after you said you weren’t ready for a conversation, you asked me if I could hook you up with the one kid I know. He’s not even my friend, we just know each other. Yet you wanted to get with him, right after I told you I had feelings for you. What the actual fuck?
Alright. So now in the year 2012, you became a HUGE bitch not only to me, but to everybody. I don’t know why you’ve become what you are now but no one likes it.
Scratch that, no one really even likes you. Not even me.
But I’m over here being nice to you everyday telling you good luck on the basketball game or that you look nice today or a simple “Hi” or “Hello”. But every time I say those things, your response is either “Ok” or you don’t say anything at all.
Honestly, I don’t know if I still have feelings for you or not. But this is just some stuff I want off my chest.
I don’t know why you’re rude to me when I’m nothing but nice to you.
If any of you know Karley, show her this. I could care less because she could care less.