While it's raining outside, I feel the bitter chill in my heart. I wasn't trying to be poetic. It's just an accurate depiction of what I'm experiencing at the current moment.
The thunder just roared as I typed.
I am a person familiar to rejection. The cold shoulder was probably what I had to face almost everyday. And sad to say, I got them mostly from my friends.
I understand that whatever reasons given were not necessarily invalid and things they needed to complete were not actually frivolous. I also believe that I do not possess the authority to demand much. I would gladly accept the fact that maybe I'm the one that was too free.
However, despite the rejections that they dished out, most of them would make it a point to meet up once in awhile. I really hate it when people only come out like once in a hundred invitation. And to make it worse, those pricks turn you down with short, rude messages. I don't know if it's their way of being cool or what, but I've got to say it's not working.
Just in case it did not come across your mind, I'll have you know that there is a limit to tolerance. Everyone is only understanding to a certain point. While you are trying to maintain the world longest streak of rejecting friends, have you ever stopped and wonder why we still ask you out in spite of the fact that we were prepared to be dismissed by your apathetic words? Because we like to taste rejection cos it's so damn sweet? Because we are morons that are vapid and retarded? NO, it's because you are still under the category of FRIEND.
But after all these, I had to ask:
What happened to the friend that feels bad after rejecting people for too many times? What happened to the fun-loving person who, at the same time, spared a thought for others?
The one standing in front of us now, is just a distant silhouette that never had the thought of turning back to catch a glimpse. That's just so sad.
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