A New York Life

I haven’t seen this friend, or even spoken to her, since school ended two months ago, despite the fact that we were basically best friends all year.  We lived on the same floor and hung out almost every day.  It was standard procedure for us to just relax in each other’s dorm rooms, each on our own laptop, chatting periodically.  We’d stay up late and devour unhealthy food and go shopping and talk each other through difficult points in our lives.  We were really close.

After college ended, I was unable to get ahold of her.  She wasn’t replying to any of my messages.  I called, I texted, I tried Facebook, I even contacted her boyfriend and her sister asking them to ask her to contact me.  Nothing.  I got her to pick up the phone twice, when she was drunk, and she said she’d call me back—never did.  I eventually sent her a message telling her that I was hurt and disappointed, for a lot of reasons, and that if she remembered we were friends, she knew how to contact me, I was done trying without any results.

A few weeks later, she actually did.  We spoke on the phone and she apologized, sincerely, and explained the shit going on in her life.  We moved past it and were talking and made plans for me to visit her.

The first night, her boyfriend was there.  That’s cool, he’s a cool guy, I’d just hoped I could spend time with her, just us to get in that super friendly mode again, but it worked, she had someone else come over and we all just relaxed and chatted and drank.  Then she and her boyfriend got into a ridiculous drunk fight that somehow resulted in him staying the night in her room.

Anyway, the next day we had plans to go shopping and hang out and go to lunch for her birthday…then that never happened.  Well, we did a LITTLE shopping for liquor and party supplies, but it was like, a half hour trip.  Enter her boyfriend, her friends and her sister, and it’s party time!  It wasn’t any fun for me, honestly, because I don’t like swimming and it was a pool party, and most of her friends barely even acknowledged I was there (I literally said “Hey!” to one of them and he walked by with a snide look).  I hung out with them for a bit, then went up to check on my kitten (I brought her with me), then went back down.  They got in the pool (the one person there who actually seemed nice had left by then), leaving me off on the sidelines.  So eventually I went back upstairs for awhile, but then her boyfriend convinced me to go back down because it was her birthday and I should make an effort to make it a great night for her.  I agreed, I was being selfish, but I wasn’t down for all that long before her boyfriend got ridiculously drunk and started a huge, massive fight with her that lasted for basically hours.  At some point during the night, though, I agreed to stay an extra day because I hadn’t gotten to spend much time with her, and we made plans to hang out all day, just the two of us.

The next morning, we discussed what we were going to do, and then I went with her to a job interview, where I waited for an hour while she spoke to the people (she got the job, so that’s good).  Then we went back to her house to drop some stuff off, and one of the guests who was drunk and spent the night asked her to go to the beach and she said “Okay!”, and so the two-of-us day was ruined (the guest was the one who walked by me without saying hello, so you can imagine how thrilled I was).  Add in her sister who treated me about the same, and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the beach—especially given that I fucking hate the beach.

Basically, the entire reason I agreed to stay was so that I could spend some time with her, because I’ve really, really missed her, and she’s made no effort to spend any quality time with me and has even gone back on the plans we made.  I’m so annoyed, but given that we’re still surrounded by people (people who already barely tolerate me for whatever reason), I can’t even say something to her.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

I had two dates for this weekend.  Both of them canceled on me.  Only one provided an actual excuse, the other just pre-emptively stood me up.  Fuck romance.