I realize that the only real times I post in my journal is to rant, rave, or be depressed, but yeah. That’s why it’s so great. I can bitch to it and nobody really cares because it means that I’m not bitching at them. And now, let us proach the topic of today’s rant.
The oxymoronic term of “online friends.”
They, to put it simply – don’t exist. An online friend, with rare exception will always be put second to your other needs. They’re great for when other people aren’t around, but hey – as soon as you have real friends they don’t matter anymore, right?
That was my recent discovery.
I’m really – really – fucking tired of being told that I’m someone’s best friend and then get pushed away later because something to big happens in their “real life” that they simply don’t bother anymore. I can give you lists of all the people who don’t bother with me anymore, or have had to many problems “offline”
Allie
Randy
Josh
Rando
Alyssa
Kodie
Tab
Laura
The single person who’s actually overcome this? Madelin. And even you and I dearie have gone through that, we just manage to still talk and stuff.
So… why didn’t I listen to myself a little while back when I said I was done with the whole online friends things? Why don’t I ever listen to myself when it comes to any of my problems?
The Holly-Peter-Me triangle is just a repeat of the Sarah-Jerry-Me triangle and I walked right into it again.
Why is it that I never manage to learn anything from my problems? I’ve done the whole back off thing, it doesn’t work!!! I’ve done the whole, confront them with the problem thing, guess what? IT STILL DOESN’T FUCKING WORK!!!!!
Every time I still manage to get hurt.
This is why I like being anti-social, and this is why I was almost (even I can admit that you can never be really content without friends) content when I had none.
Because… as many problems as I have, I still couldn’t handle losing Holly as a friend. It’s been so long since I’ve had a best friend… I just… want to be happy with it for a little while.
I’ve earned a little bit of happiness, haven’t I?
Mm. The life of your typical angsty teenager. Even if I only have another.. 4-5 months left as being one.
Mmmm. Angst. Happy note… happy note…
Let’s see, well technically I’m not actually depressed or anything believe it or not. I’m just angsty and annoyed. ^.^
So… yeah. I really can’t explain how I’m feeling right now other then angsty… I’m just a bit annoyed with people… and quite a bit of it is my own fault for letting myself walk into the same trap again. Actually… it’s really all my fault. I should know my now that these people aren’t going to keep their word about anything.
Hmm. Harsh. Rather harsh actually.
Life came. They acted on it.
I’m sure more then one of them would be telling me right now that life is more important then stupid people you talk to on the internet.
Oh well.
I’m tired of being told that it isn’t until something happens and they realize it is.
Rantess complete?
Maybe.
If not, I suppose I could just go write in my other journal…
There are days when I’m rather glad that everyone but M&M forgets that I post in this sucker. This is one of them. ^,^
Oh M – When is all your Grad stuff anyway?
- Andi