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[Jun. 5th, 2009|01:23 am] |
background notes for those who don't know mike and i: we argue. a lot. and almost all of it is playful arguing, where we're laughing. we say things such as, "well, i say it's because you're (insert ridiculous name/adjective that is completely unrelated to the topic)". we're call each other ridiculous names, like wil. e. coyote, elmer fudd, gimpy, etc. we have fun and most of the time, we're laughing at how ridiculous the argument is, and eventually come to an agreement about the argument without it actually being a disagreement. comprende?
on with the real rant.
joe: Just to let you two know, until you guys grow the fuck up and stop fighting all the time, i'm done hanging out with you guys. Its fucking immature and i hate listening to it every fucking time i hang out with you guys.
me: one. we didn't fight once today. two. see you around.
joe: ha, right like the shouting matches the entire time weren't fights. Peace.
me: uh, it's called "banter". it's not fighting. it's playful arguing. did you note us mimicking each other? cracking jokes? that's us and if you want to look at it your way, then we're fighting 100% of the time. i can't say i agree with what you say, but i'm not going to get pissed at it or you. when you decide to hang out with us again, let us know and we'll hang out. peace joe joe.
as you can (hopefully) see, i wasn't too offended or irked by his little text message. i was planning on letting it slide and just dealing with it when it came up again. it was the first time he'd ever said anything about this to either of us. i intended to talk to him in person and work things out with him and hopefully fix things.
then he posted this in a myspace bulletin. it isn't what he said that bothered me, it's the fact that he posted it so publicly, where all of his friends can see it. it's one thing to talk about it to some friends - that's reasonable and in my eyes, perfectly fine. but this is crossing the line. it's ASKING for people to take your side and turn against the others. it's asking to gather troops for a war. and that's downright fucking low.
here's what his bulletin said:
"you guys dont fucking understand
EVERYONE is sick of your fighting
ask anyone whos spent time with you guys
dont play me out to be the bad guy this shit has been building up for months and im GLAD i said somthing
so i lost two friend?
no
im not talking to them till they grow up and get their shit straight
peace fuckers"
let's set things straight about what he said in the bulletin
1. YES. we do understand. believe me, mike and i used to fight (as in, actually fight.) quite a bit. and we still do, but NEVER when anyone else is around. we've made it a solid agreement that our friends do not need to even KNOW about the fights, let alone sit there and witness them. don't you think WE'D be tired of our fighting, too? six months ago, mike and i would be in guilty positions, apologizing left and right to this guy if he'd said something then. but now? we fight maybe once a week or two. for our record, that is VERY good.
2. who all is everyone? only a handful of people have seen/heard our fights. joe is one of them. the others who've witnessed it haven't hung out with us in a while.
3. neither of us even hinted him to be the bad guy, certainly not me. those text messages was the only conversation joe and i had before he posted this bulletin. i gave him nothing but a civil "okay, i'll let it go" message.
4. he didn't lose two friends. both mike and i are still his friend, mike repeatedly stated that in all text messages to joe. so this "lost two friend" statement was entire bullshit.
5. why let it build up? why not fucking SAY something and see if things improved?
6. not talking to us till we grow up? get our shit straight? we aren't the ones starting shit, lying about shit, and being entirely hostile with others. we're not letting things build up inside of us then throwing a shit fit, expecting to be completely justified in our actions. we take care of the little problems before they become big problems.
here are some other things i've wanted to say to joe for quite a while:
1. you're a big liar. fibber. the day that you took a note from out of my notebook and read it, then claimed that i'd left it sitting out? bullshit. it's what is called a plant. it's called bait. i didn't leave it out and make it easy for you to read. i told you it was from sierra, told you i was going to meet her and talk things out, then put it in my notebook and left the room. i knew which pages i had put the note between, i knew how far in the notebook i had put it. but i didn't even have to look for the signs, cause you texted her, throwing a little rich-boy fit. then you tried to lie, saying i'd left it on top of my notebook, for everyone to see. i'm not stupid, joe, contrary to what you might believe.
2. oh and lying to sierra about what i'd said? man, oh MAN, i fucking stressed that i DIDN'T know something for sure, but you didn't feel any guilt in telling her that i swore left and right about it. god, you act as if i have a spotty memory and you're trying to take advantage of it. one day, you'll realize just how good of a memory i have and cut it the fuck out.
3. lying to me about MY OWN FUCKING BOYFRIEND? i knew you were lying before i even confronted mike about it. you told me that (---) bothered you, and that you've repeatedly asked him to cut it the fuck out. you told me that you told him WHY you wanted him to stop. but he still did it. mike, as SOON as he learned that it bothered you, would have completely stopped. he doesn't like making people uncomfortable - he tries his hardest to make people happy, to make people laugh. i knew as soon as you told me that you explained why, that you were lying to me. i played along, giving you the benefit of a doubt, and talked to mike. and sure enough, mike didn't do it ONCE today. not. fucking. once. after you pulled this fighting shit, i said, "fuck it", and told him about your little complaint to me. he had no fucking idea what you were talking about, and told me that you never said a damn thing to him. and if you had, you and i both know mike would have admitted to it and admitted that he'd completely forgotten. but you never said a damn thing to him about it. and taking advantage of me? that's a fucking low.
4. fuck you.
here is where i tell you that i'm placing blame on you, joe. if you'd been entirely mature about the matter and confronted us calmly, then it would have never escalated to this.
and HERE is where you realize that this entire fucking blog entry is my way of saying this: good. fucking. riddance, bitch-boy.
have fun using this to feed your rumor-spreading, compulsive-lying addiction. one day you'll realize that you've never once been the victim of anything but a bad personality. |
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