Moving On

Aaarrggghh....I'm so pissed!
What did I tell you about not having an interesting tale to tell?I could write a book I tell you.

After the whole Penang fiasco, I really had nothing to do with the friend of mine (i'll give her an initial,A) and her trouble-making boyfriend, B. But because C (a member of our 'gang') came down from Penang for a visit, I didn't want to be a party pooper, so A,C,myself and another gang member D, went to Waikiki on Merdeka night to meet some old friends after a whole day out. I was just beginning to talk to A a little when B calls and says that he's coming to Waikiki with E, a friend of his.
I knew I didn't want to be there at that point.

This was the first time I'm seeing/speaking to B after Penang.
He came to our table,and the first thing he asks was, "Are you high?"
I thought he said hi, so I said hi and looked elsewhere.
He then repeated,"Are you high?"
I looked at him in disbelief and said that I wasn't.
The nerve.

I was determined not to let him ruin my night, which he then did so effortlessly.
He called C aside and started talking to her about Penang, about how badly I treated A after the whole thing, how upset she was, yada yada,yada...and something to the effect that I'm not a sensible person, and that if I had a problem with him, I should not take it out on his gf, on how I took sides (yeah, then tell me why the side I took is not talking to me?)
It went on and on..right in front of me, as if I wasn't there. He was talking so loudly he might as well say whatever he wanted to say to my face.
And A just stood there for a while, listened to his bullshit and told him to stop ONCE to which he ignored. She got mad or whatever, and stomped off. But did he care?No.
He went on. And on. And on.

I was already in a fit of rage and I raised my voice at him.
I called his name about 3 times before he finally turned.
"If you've got something to say to me, why don't you say it to my face?" I challenged him.
He just stared at me. And I piercingly stared back.
He replied,"I wasn't talking to you."
"Really? Then why did I hear you make a direct reference to me?"
"I wasn't talking to you.I was talking to C." And he added something at the end, I cant remember what-but when I asked him to repeat what he said, he conveniently left the last bit out.
We held each other's glare for a quite a while, while I was trying hard to restrain myself from slapping him.
That was exactly what he did in Penang-said something f*ckingly stupid and was too cowardly to repeat it.
"The reason he didn't say it to you was coz he had no balls, he knew you'd give it back to him", I'll hold that true.

I really don't get it- how can someone stride in, hang around for 10 minutes, and spoil EVERYTHING!

I wish I understood cowards. Like the comment on my previous blog. Seems like the person (who btw couldnt even copy the title correctly) knew quite a bit about the incident-why not post a name as well?

Part of me wants to put forth my account of what happened, in the hope that it would blow the air of hosility elsewhere.
Then there's another part of me that beckons me to leave it all behind.
What do these 3 or 4 people mean to me? Is it really worthwhile when they couldn't be bothered?

I'm upset that they took the convenient way of believing all the hear say.
I'm upset that they didn't learn from the first time.
I'm upset that they can't see through their fogged,skewed view.
I'm upset that they didn't live up to their words.
I'm upset that the buck landed on my lap, that my hands are tied-I can't pass it to the next one.
I'm upset coz I thought they knew me better.

I've decided to walk away. To put this behind and move on/up with what I have now-"Let them nurse and lick their wounds", as I was told.
I handled things the best way I knew how at that time-I could have done better, I guess. But I won't live in regrets.
They can believe what they want to-I'll live with that.
I know I'll probably read this entry one day and think how petty the whole thing is,but I want to remember this lesson clearer than crystal-people always,always only look out for themselves and are content with convenience.