The Title: Nothing clever today, just a bummed AC pump in my car, leaving me a little stranded.
Moving Right Along: I came out to Lansing for women's day at my church. I was so happy to see my church family. VOPDM is one place I really feel like I belong. It's a great community and I learn something new everytime I attend.
On my way there, however, my car started making this awful smell that I just knew was a big problem. In addition to this, I heard a scrapping sound that had actually been going on for a few days. After church I went to my "friend's" house, since I don't live out here and I wanted to see him. Well, my mechanic came out, told me it was a pricy repair, but since I'm unemployed and he's a good hearted person, he knocked 60 dollars off the price. I was elated. He told me he'd get the part first thing in the morning and I should be on my way by the afternoon.
So, I helped my "friend" study for his final, set for the next day. I made flashcards for him and went over terms for a bit, before we went to the movies. We had a great day.
The next didn't go as planned. My mechanic didn't go get the part until close to 4PM. Then the part was the wrong size. He then went back, and as I type it is 5:54 and I'm still in Lansing. Well, I assume it'll take a while to get this fixed and asked my "friend" if I could stay another night, because I can't see well in the dark. It's actually anxiety producing for me to drive on the freeway at night. He knows this, lots of people know this about me.
He seemed "aggrevated". He says "I had plans on going out tonight". Well, tonight is a Monday, but who knows, maybe he does have great plans. I'm hurt, but first, I think you need to know why.
This friend is an -ex.
This friend lives in a 4 bedroom house.
This friend doesn't work, or NEED for anything.
I've always been there for this "friend".
Helped this friend with homework.
Taught this friend to edit and shoot things, because he studies the same things as me.
Included this friend on shoots, even though he was more a hindrance than a help, simply because he wanted to gain more experience.
Encouraged this friend to get an internship.
Supported this friend's dreams.
Encouraged this friend to get an associates degree.
Cooked for this friend.
Taught this friend how to cook.
Went to every event this friend's other friends or family threw, even when I didn't want to.
Defended this friend, until I couldn't take it anymore and sought to never speak to this friend again.
Forgave this friend.
And got hurt by this friend, yet again.
What has this "friend" done for me?
Told me I couldn't stay at his house when I was trying to work and save money to move away.
Told me he regrets dating me.
Stole the credit for a video we shot together.
Told me I couldn't stay with him after my lease was up, so I could work and save money.
Wouldn't come to my graduation party, though he knew weeks in advance and was personally invited by my grandmother.
Rubbed it in my face that he had to help me move my stuff back to Detroit and that I could've never done it without him.
And finally, wouldn't let me stay ONE night, knowing I can't drive in the dark and that I need this repair to get home.
This may be petty. But it hurts that I give to this friend and he takes, but doesn't know how to give back. He knows my dreams and ambitions, but doesn't care to help me with them, like I do his.
Moving Right Along: I came out to Lansing for women's day at my church. I was so happy to see my church family. VOPDM is one place I really feel like I belong. It's a great community and I learn something new everytime I attend.
On my way there, however, my car started making this awful smell that I just knew was a big problem. In addition to this, I heard a scrapping sound that had actually been going on for a few days. After church I went to my "friend's" house, since I don't live out here and I wanted to see him. Well, my mechanic came out, told me it was a pricy repair, but since I'm unemployed and he's a good hearted person, he knocked 60 dollars off the price. I was elated. He told me he'd get the part first thing in the morning and I should be on my way by the afternoon.
So, I helped my "friend" study for his final, set for the next day. I made flashcards for him and went over terms for a bit, before we went to the movies. We had a great day.
The next didn't go as planned. My mechanic didn't go get the part until close to 4PM. Then the part was the wrong size. He then went back, and as I type it is 5:54 and I'm still in Lansing. Well, I assume it'll take a while to get this fixed and asked my "friend" if I could stay another night, because I can't see well in the dark. It's actually anxiety producing for me to drive on the freeway at night. He knows this, lots of people know this about me.
He seemed "aggrevated". He says "I had plans on going out tonight". Well, tonight is a Monday, but who knows, maybe he does have great plans. I'm hurt, but first, I think you need to know why.
This friend is an -ex.
This friend lives in a 4 bedroom house.
This friend doesn't work, or NEED for anything.
I've always been there for this "friend".
Helped this friend with homework.
Taught this friend to edit and shoot things, because he studies the same things as me.
Included this friend on shoots, even though he was more a hindrance than a help, simply because he wanted to gain more experience.
Encouraged this friend to get an internship.
Supported this friend's dreams.
Encouraged this friend to get an associates degree.
Cooked for this friend.
Taught this friend how to cook.
Went to every event this friend's other friends or family threw, even when I didn't want to.
Defended this friend, until I couldn't take it anymore and sought to never speak to this friend again.
Forgave this friend.
And got hurt by this friend, yet again.
What has this "friend" done for me?
Told me I couldn't stay at his house when I was trying to work and save money to move away.
Told me he regrets dating me.
Stole the credit for a video we shot together.
Told me I couldn't stay with him after my lease was up, so I could work and save money.
Wouldn't come to my graduation party, though he knew weeks in advance and was personally invited by my grandmother.
Rubbed it in my face that he had to help me move my stuff back to Detroit and that I could've never done it without him.
And finally, wouldn't let me stay ONE night, knowing I can't drive in the dark and that I need this repair to get home.
This may be petty. But it hurts that I give to this friend and he takes, but doesn't know how to give back. He knows my dreams and ambitions, but doesn't care to help me with them, like I do his.
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