The “Time Filler”

“Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it’s broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker’s reflection.” – Lady Gaga

Scenario – You and a friend plan to hang out. Then you get a text stating plans have changed and that your hang out time is now limited because they’ve made OTHER plans to chill with someone else.

Limited hangout time?

Ok. I will admit. I got a bit jealous and pretty much just cancelled the whole thing but you know what, I think I made a fair call.

This is the easiest way I can describe it.

“Hey, I’ve got a spare two hours before I meet someone else. I’m not doing anything if you still want to catch up.”

Translated..

“Hey, you know that catch up. Well, I’m kinda meeting someone else but I’ve got a bit of time for you if you still wanna hang.”

Do you see where I’m going with this?

Our plans have now taken a dive into the back seat of a dirty old bomb that’s been sitting there and rusting for forever in an overgrown field of wheat.

So, now I question the status of our friendship. I thought we were pretty good friends when in actual fact I’m just there until someone else better, more interesting or potential for sex comes along.

I will also admit that I was cut. I was cut pretty deep.

I’ll try to not take it personally but..

In reality, I made it personal and then redirected all calls to my voice mail box that doesn’t exist to avoid any more disappointment.

Today I Realised..

That friendship means nothing to some people and that it sucks the big one.

I need to disconnect. Sad but true.

Sibby.

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Hello, ‘Friend.’

Today I realised.. That no matter how much you help a friend out you will never feel appreciated.

You can be the bestest person in whole damn world and people will still be a bit shit. Just remember, it’s not your fault. It’s theirs.

It’s more of a personal issue for me. I can either deal with it or let it get the better of me. Today it’s the latter.

There are three general rules I try follow to make situations like these more palatable.

1. If you lend money or do a favour. Don’t expect it back.

2. Do what is humanly possible to help a friend out because you are a good friend.

3. Keep secrets and watch your mouth. (This one is not a ‘try’. I keep secrets and take them to my grave.)

Seriously. A fucking please and thank you would be fabulous and acknowledge that I helped your sorry ass out.

You’re shit. Sad but true..

Rock. Off.

Today I realised… Vodka.

I was still pretty hammered at 7 in the morning. I went from “Rock’n Roll” to “Vodka’n Guts” in a time period of 12 hours. The next day was Hell to pay and in my head all I can think of is, “never again, NEVER again..” and “Is my liver broken?”

Events that occurred in no particular order.

– My sister’s friend has a very good middle eastern accent. That taxi ride was SO hilariously awkward.

– Some guy tried to offer me a drink he apparently bought for his ‘friend’..

– Another guy slurred a pick up line and spilt his drink all over me. Smooth. I was going to make a dirty joke about being wet but no.

– Drama. Drama. It’s bound to happen when you’re with a group girly girls or girly boys. What’s a party without some tears?

– Danced crazy for four hours straight. I was well sweaty by the end. If you received a drunk, sweaty hug from me – I hope you ENJOYED it because I apologise for nussing! Bahahaha!

– Bumped into a very old friend from my home town. Holy shit, we all so grown up now!

HUGE thank you to my sister for keeping the boys away and keeping  the night legit. You’re the best!

I was home by 5am. Sad but true…

I just wanted to dance a little bit longer.

Limits. Everybody Has One.

Today I realised.. That everyone has their limits.

There are situations where you know, deep down inside, what the right thing to do is.

You don’t do it.

Instead you’ll hold on till the bitter end when things get hairy. The uglier it becomes, the tighter your grip.

Until there’s nothing left.

We’re dancing with the beast..

Sad but true..