of all the things.
there are few things that are unforgivable in this world. to betray a friend's trust is one of them. to be unapologetic for doing so, yet another. to be in-your-face about it, when the offended party had been trying to be mature about things just so work could be done, even more so.
you wonder why i'm mad. you think i'm way off the mark. you think this is some sort of over-exaggerated emotionally high strung fit on my part. you think .
wait. you don't think.
you assume that anger unspoken is not anger. you assume that just cause you feel you did nothing wrong you did nothing wrong. you assume that your insensitivity and lack of emotional quotient are perpetually excused. you assume that just cause i'm the bitch in this game i'm in the wrong. you assume that you don't hurt people, or offend them, or cause them any sort of inconvenience.
wow naman man. unting courtesy naman.
i haven't slept in the past two days. my temper is not as controlled as i'd like it to be. buti ka bottle lang ng c2 ung binato ko sa door. buti ka nagtimpi ako. especially after now that i've seen the light many words and actions of the months past are now falling into place.
two weeks to the day since you told me that the words you spoke were never to be backed up by action, since you told me of sudden developments (bullshit) and friendships that blossomed into unexpected domestic bliss for you, since you showed me that intimacy for you is a game of chance, if it's there you take it, if something new comes along you dismiss the old. two weeks to the day, and you think i'm over it?
the fact that more than the strange crazy weird past we shared less than three months ago our friendship which for me was truly one of choice, of resolve, of decision, was tested and ended and betrayed by your callous disregard for me.
where i come from, we at least extend those people we've treated like idiots the courtesy of letting them know that people who annoy the hell out of them (in large part due to their role in helping us treat people like idiots) will be anywhere in the vicinity. we extend that courtesy at the very least if in the first place we can't find enough manners, enough decency, enough respect for friendship to keep words we don't mean to ourselves.
to assume that when barely three days after you tell a person you want to work things out (wanna kiss them?) you start going out with the girl who's always had the hots for you (so blatantly availably even maliciously had the hots for you) you can excuse your actions with a sheepish smile and an acknowledgment that yes you're an ass and a total dickless idiot, that'd be enough?
to assume that when the person calls a truce for the sake of professionalism, for the sake of work, and tries to keep the heavy stuff out of conversation, and treats you like the friend you used to deserve to be, it's okay to parade your chick of the moment in front of the person and make an already tense work (deadline-sensitive) situation even more so?
i always thought that men were idiots. i've never been so sad to be proven so right.
i just assumed that somehow somewhere along the evolutionary path some increase in maturity and sensitivity and resolve would happen, and i'd be spared a situation like this. but no.
you come along and not think. you come along and assume.
wow dude. you idiot schmuck.
the sun must've fried not just your skin but your brain.
you wonder why i'm mad. you think i'm way off the mark. you think this is some sort of over-exaggerated emotionally high strung fit on my part. you think .
wait. you don't think.
you assume that anger unspoken is not anger. you assume that just cause you feel you did nothing wrong you did nothing wrong. you assume that your insensitivity and lack of emotional quotient are perpetually excused. you assume that just cause i'm the bitch in this game i'm in the wrong. you assume that you don't hurt people, or offend them, or cause them any sort of inconvenience.
wow naman man. unting courtesy naman.
i haven't slept in the past two days. my temper is not as controlled as i'd like it to be. buti ka bottle lang ng c2 ung binato ko sa door. buti ka nagtimpi ako. especially after now that i've seen the light many words and actions of the months past are now falling into place.
two weeks to the day since you told me that the words you spoke were never to be backed up by action, since you told me of sudden developments (bullshit) and friendships that blossomed into unexpected domestic bliss for you, since you showed me that intimacy for you is a game of chance, if it's there you take it, if something new comes along you dismiss the old. two weeks to the day, and you think i'm over it?
the fact that more than the strange crazy weird past we shared less than three months ago our friendship which for me was truly one of choice, of resolve, of decision, was tested and ended and betrayed by your callous disregard for me.
where i come from, we at least extend those people we've treated like idiots the courtesy of letting them know that people who annoy the hell out of them (in large part due to their role in helping us treat people like idiots) will be anywhere in the vicinity. we extend that courtesy at the very least if in the first place we can't find enough manners, enough decency, enough respect for friendship to keep words we don't mean to ourselves.
to assume that when barely three days after you tell a person you want to work things out (wanna kiss them?) you start going out with the girl who's always had the hots for you (so blatantly availably even maliciously had the hots for you) you can excuse your actions with a sheepish smile and an acknowledgment that yes you're an ass and a total dickless idiot, that'd be enough?
to assume that when the person calls a truce for the sake of professionalism, for the sake of work, and tries to keep the heavy stuff out of conversation, and treats you like the friend you used to deserve to be, it's okay to parade your chick of the moment in front of the person and make an already tense work (deadline-sensitive) situation even more so?
i always thought that men were idiots. i've never been so sad to be proven so right.
i just assumed that somehow somewhere along the evolutionary path some increase in maturity and sensitivity and resolve would happen, and i'd be spared a situation like this. but no.
you come along and not think. you come along and assume.
wow dude. you idiot schmuck.
the sun must've fried not just your skin but your brain.
posted by peach at 9:38 PM
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