I had kind of a "buses-mess/movies-mess" week-end. On Saturday morning the bus broke down and "The Aviator" almost made me sick [though Demy and I are still laughing thinking back at how happy we were when it ended!], on Sunday evening the bus couldn't move because there was a broken car in the middle of the road and then I had to rush to get the tickets and "Meet The Fockers" was funny, yeah, but extremely obvious. I liked the little dog a lot and a few jokes, but that was it. And today the bus left ten minutes later, I assume because the driver had fallen asleep after a plush brunch or something like that, judging by his pot-belly.
I'm still considering my friend's behavior: she had called a few days ago almost begging me to go to her place since she needed to talk to me after a bad experience she had been through recently, so the other day I sent her a message to know if she was feeling any better and yesterday she asked me if I wanted to go see that movie with her.
It's just that I didn't say anything about what's going on with me, it was all about her, what she's doing, what she's thinking, what she will be doing and so on. The only thing she mentioned that didn't have her as the absolute protagonist was –again- my boyfriend. Okay, you're envious, which is exactly what you've longed for me to be towards you for years, so… sorry if life didn't go the way you wanted it to… maybe you're not that much of a Goddess, after all.
I know I'm being a bit acid, but she was one of my greatest friends, until she completely changed about 3 years ago and turned into a totally different person. She was always ready to judge me and the people I hanged out with, she was extremely destructive towards every single idea or thought I had and she didn't miss a chance to subtly attack me, using my weak sides that she obviously knew so well because we were close.
Anyway, getting back to our main topic: yesterday she told me how sweet my boyfriend looked and she asked me if he's shy. Okay, maybe I have this doubt only because she hurt me in the past, but I hope her questions didn't imply that she thinks he's fallen in love with her at first sight or anything of the like. I'm saying this because her reaction when she saw his picture on my computer [and the way she insisted for seeing it… basically she said "I'm not leaving until you show me one!"] was quite annoying: she was gasping incoherent words like "uh, oh, well, ah, wow" and the only phrase that made sense was "he's muscled!" … oh, please, leave me alone! What were you expecting? Well, actually I know, she wanted to be considered as the only desirable girl on the planet and all I could have ever had was a guy from the list of her rejected worshippers. You know what? F*** off! I'm grateful for the nights we went dancing on the beach, the ones we spent watching movies and talking about anything, the laughs, the long phone-calls and all that we've shared, but I can't think of you as my <friend> anymore.
I already have self-esteem issues, I don't need someone who likes to make me feel small and worth nothing: okay, nobody has the power to make you feel bad about yourself unless you let them, but it's not the best thing in the world spending time with someone like that in any case. I just hope that after this bad experience she will realize how better she was before becoming so <spiritual> and we'll be able to get along like we used to.

Hope you're careful...self-centered friends can be pretty 'harmful' in so many different ways, given the slightest chance!
Thanks for dropping by my journal again..you make me smile! =)

In the hours of distress and miser,the eyes of every mortal man turn to friendship;in the hour of gladness and conviviality ,what is our want?It is

friendship.When the heart overflows with gratitude,or with any other sweet and sarced sentiment,what is the world to which it would give utterance?a

friend.