Friday, August 19, 2011

Why Are There No Dates On This Blog?

Brief synopsis: When I went to David's party I noticed Arthur lost weight. So I said "You lost a lot of weight!" And he said "What do you mean?" and I said "You're not as fat anymore!" Because I always joke about being fat I'm desensitized and removed from the fact that some people might take it offensively. He didn't, but he did then go around and tell Kaitlyn and Amy I called him fat, which makes me think he cared at least a little. Whatever.

Andrew Kirschner
Sorry for calling you fat. I don't remember defriending you. Did you defriend me because I called you fat? You're not fat. I'm fat.

Arturo Kozlov
I didn't defriend you. Honestly, I wasn't even phased that you said that. You're Andrew. You do these things. You write blogs about it. It's just how you are. You do such immature and rude things that you don't even realize it. You haven't changed... yet.

Andrew Kirschner
Lol wait what? I don't even have a blog what are you talking about?

Andrew Kirschner
I wish the logical side of my personality was a bit stronger.

I don't think you "know" me well enough to make that last accusation. Possibly I missed something and you secretly bonded with me, learned all about me and my thoughts, and who I am as a person. What most probably happened, though, is that based upon a few drunken nights, a lot of behind-the-back talking (on both sides), and a brief yet completely deranged romance, you formed a solid opinion of me based mostly on superficial speculation. I understand how easy it is to jump to opinions of who I am, what I do, why I do what I do, so on and so forth.

But let me just make something relatively clear; and I'll do it in a way that is unmistakable and in a way we've rarely interacted--I'm just going to tell you.

I have changed. So much, in fact, that the other day when I walked into a party and saw you I said "Hello!" and made an attempt at casual conversation and a compliment. Now, admittedly (see: above), my compliment came out more as a joke and less as actual flattery. Regardless of whether it "phased" you or not, I apologize. If you need an example or, what you are more likely seeking, proof that I am different from the rambunctious, gossiping, drunken (just kidding I am still such a lush) queen I was 2 years ago: that is it.

Why is that proof? Because instead of walking into the party and punching you in the face for effectively spreading a rumor to my best friends that I cheated on my boyfriend, I kept my mouth shut, my mind open, and said "Hello!" What I really wanted to do (and still do) is loudly ask you why you would spread something that:
1. Had nothing to do with you.
2. You had no evidence of other than Eric telling you himself.
3. To many of my extremely close friends. Did I miss something and "our" friends are notorious for keeping their mouths shut?

You don't have to answer any of the above questions or even respond to them. Because, like I told you, I have changed. While I can sit here and call you out on the hypocrisy and arrogance of your "rude and immature" actions, I'd prefer to remain cerebrally (can that be an adverb?) neutral. 'Cause, you see... *I* truly don't give a fuck... yet.

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