1) Your way is the right way and there is no other way. You have your opinions and I'm okay with that. However you have no right to force your beliefs down my throat. You think anyone who disagrees with you on some topics are wrong, immoral sometimes. Even the times I do agree with you, I hate the fact you undermine anyone who doesn't. You need to stop. I can't even deal with the way you handle these things and I am so close to exploding at you. I've steered clear of so many topics because I know how you'll react when you realise someone or everyone disagrees. I just can't stand the way you purse your lips when someone speaks out about what their religion or what they believe is right and I can't stand how you let out a scornful laugh whenever someone contradicts you and I can't stand it when you decide I should be the person you bitch to about the person who debated with you about the pro life movement (which I agree with but for the love of God I would never force anyone to agree with me) or which religion is superior (none for that matter).
2) You complain when you have no right to. You might complain about your weight, your body, your life of doing nothing. "I am so boring and fat and no one will like me!" Maybe if you're so unhappy with that worthless number on the scales, you should start working out and eating clean instead of sitting and tumblring all day with nothing but three bags of twisties, two diet cokes and a bag of chocolate pods next to you. You are what you make yourself. Or maybe you left your assignment to the last day. "Omg, you have to help me, they didn't give me enough time!" No. Piss off. Don't complain because you burdened yourself. You get a bad mark after last minute cramming sessions the night before and the morning of. "Omg, I failed!! They made the exam way too hard!" What the hell did you expect? Did you seriously think you'd ace the exam after quickly googling all the objectives the night before? Did you really for a second think that the exam was not going to be hard? And why the hell would you complain to me, the person who quickly tutored you and let you copy my notes? Did you really think I was going to sympathise with you, when I had worked my butt off during the whole of term when you didn't?
3) You constantly try to embarrass me. You call me out my mistakes even when I had obviously realised and you aren't afraid to continue telling everyone about it. Or hey what about the times when you just have the freaking urgency to remind me about something I regret so much two years ago? Oh maybe you'll remember saying in grade 9 that my acne would look better if it was more evenly spread, "Thanhy, you have more pimples on your left side" IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. What the hell was I meant to say to that? You positively beam with joy if you find out someone did better than me in anything. It's not even you, just someone has to beat me. I hope you realise I really don't care, I just thought that as my friend, you would be happy for me regardless. Don't even dare think to try to deny this especially. It might've been funny at first when the jokes arrived but it started to hurt. Slowly those 'jokes' had subtle messages of my failures. Hurt even more when they weren't so subtle and I laughed with you when really I was plotting in my head a way to do what you did to me. Never have I ever and never will I ever though.
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Thanhy xoxo
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