Okay, I have a question...
Do you have a friend that you really just want to punch in the face?
I am so serious. The peculiar thing is, I've always thought I was the annoying one, that I wasn't worth having friends blah blah blah. Also, I never wasted my time with that best friends bullshit. Yea, Tony is my bestfriend but he doesn't count, he HAS to be, we're related. haha.
Anyways, this girl we will call...Margo.
So I have known Margo a very long time, and it wasn't until just this year that I start thinking "Wow, Margo is really annoying". I think she is in love with me. It's pretty bad, she calls very often and I feel bad when I make other plans, which is ridiculous, I just don't want to hurt her feelings. She does some of THE MOST annoying stuff though. She's always going through my purse, asking me to buy her things, talking about how poor she is or her most recent crush. With all these big annoying things, I'm also starting to amplify the little annoying things.
Like
"I am sooooo hungry, let's go out to eat" - Okay, once or twice I'll take you out, I like you enough for that, or we can even eat at my house, I don't mind making you some poptarts or something...But you're not my hubby, you don't get half of my cash flow, and I'm not obligated to feed you, you have a mother, if she hasn't kicked you out for beign a bum yet, go ahead and nag her.
When she is sitting in the backseat of the car, she will put her head between the passanger and drivers seat and sing very badly into my ear - Look, I like to have a good time too! I even like to sing very loud in the car! However, I'm not going to go out of my way to get real close to your ear and impress you with my bad singing capabilities. I'll respect you're old enough to not wear a seatbelt but if that's the only way I can keep your voice away from my ear, I will inforce it.
"hahaha, so what did you and ----- talk about last night?" - Okay, this is stupid. I don't ask you about every conversation that you and ----- have, I don't expect you to do it to me. I already explained to you I don't like him like that and I know you do, so, I take it as an insult when you repeativly make jokes about him and I...because I know you're not joking, you're really prodding for information. If it makes you feel better, sometimes we talk about how annoying it is that you constantly prod us both about what we talk about.
"Yea Amanda, go date some more old men hahaha" - You probably think disrespecting my choice of men with my father is a good bonding experiance with him, but it's not. This irritates me a lot because you don't know what goes through my head, why I date them or anything else about my relationships. My dad is allowed to make comments like that because he's my dad. Ever notice how I don't make rude comments about how you can never get guys? Or how you stalk guys? Or how you just generally go about things the wrong way? Yea, that's because it's not my place to. In private, you may notice I give you some advice you never follow...but that's not disrespectful. You can respect me and be my friend at the same time, it's not a big trick.
Telling people things I tell you not to - I know, I'm super cool and took you to a club...but since we BOTH know that you would get in deep crap for being there, it's probably a bad idea to brag to random people about how cool it was. Also, don't talk to people about MY life. If I decide to go out with my brothers friends, you don't need to open your mouth and blab it out to people in disbelief. I know, there are so many awesome aspects of my life that you really feel the need to share with people but trust me, you're going to piss me off.
"OMG YOUR FAMILY IS SO COOL" - You got upset when Tony told you that you didn't know shit about our family...but it's true. I don't know why this one irritates me so much, but it does. You're constantly telling me how cool my family is and listing off all the people you know and how well you know them. Look, you won't EVER know about 90% of the family, you won't know the real family...we're reserved. Don't tell me shit about my family because I already know. Gah.
Friday, February 20, 2009
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You're right. You don't know me and I don't know you. I stumbled across your blog and thought you had some interesting things to say. *italics* can you handle your words being read by a stranger?
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