hypocritic much? I'd say so!

When I started this blog, I was totally in a really foul mood and I was not on talking terms with two of my closest girl friends. I started talking about Katherine and did write a few posts about her, but never got around to mentioning Kayla; obviously the other friend with whom things weren't the best those days. But then a few days after I wrote my first post, I mentioned in another post that things were getting better with Kayla so I didn't want to bitch about her.

Well, now I do.

I met Kayla when I moved to where I currently live. I have lived here for almost six and a half years now and that's how long I've known Kayla. Our friendship was a fortunate coincidence for us. She had a really close friend, Patricia - who I also became friends with when I moved here. When Patricia met me, the dynamics of hers and Kayla's friendship had to go through a little change because she became closer to me. I didn't know that Kayla and Patricia were close and therefore didn't notice that Kayla was upset that Patricia was spending more time with me and not enough time with her.

Anyway, Patricia and I were really close for a few months (six or seven I think) when another girl joined the group and I was left out of her schedule. I had my old friends, but they all lived close to where I used to live earlier and that's pretty far away from where I live now. So it's not practically possible for me to see them very often, although I make every possible effort.

So while Patricia showered her attention and affection on this new girl, Kayla and I (victims of betrayal by the same friend) became close and have been friends through a lot of things. And I really mean a LOT of things. I have been there for her almost always, whenever she has needed me, even if I had a very important exam in less than two weeks. She, on the other hand, had got this opportunity only once - during my kidney stone trouble (when she had to come home to help me because I was writhing in pain and I was all alone) when Vernon (the guy who was obsessed with me) called her to come "rescue" me. She was never the first person I called when I needed to have a serious discussion or there was something wrong and I needed a shoulder to cry on. It always was and still is Joan that I call for every little thing! So I've not even given her the opportunity to be there for me and I didn't mind it being that way.

I don't ordinarily keep track of favours, but then when things go awry these are one of the first few things that cross your mind. Kayla has always been a little more immature than one could get away with for their age. And I always ignored it. Time and again, there were these phases when she suddenly decided she didn't want to talk (or if there has been a very strong reason to upset her enough to not want to talk, she had never told me then.) and then suddenly on another day, everything would be fine. It was really absurd, but I never questioned it. Sometimes because I was focusing more on the fact that we were talking again and what happened was forgotten and it wasn't necessary to talk about it (that's the escapist in me talking.) During others, I didn't want to trouble myself thinking about it and or grilling her for answers when I had other things to worry about; like my exams. So basically, I always let go when she went back to talking to me.

A few months ago, she stopped talking again. I have a few guesses, but then ultimately that's what they are - guesses. I'm not even sure if they're even  close to what the real reason is (which I also strongly doubt if there is.) I was okay with the not talking and everything, but she deleted me from her facebook friend list. Yeah! She really went ahead and did THAT!

I was shocked. I knew we hadn't spoken in almost two months, so there was some tension. But I never knew it was serious enough for her to delete me from her friend list!! I had a chat conversation with her where I gave her a piece of my mind and she came up with the weirdest reasons for not wanting to have anything to do with me anymore. One of them was, that I didn't mention her in my blog. To add, she also said that I only wrote about Sanford (my boyfriend) and my other school friends but not her. I'm not justifying because she can't read this, but out of the 110 posts I've written in the last two years on my other blog, I must've mentioned him in 4 and my friends in about 6 posts! I haven't even talked much about my family, not even my sister!!!

I'm not sure if this counts, but there! I've written about her. How about that, huh? I really wish I could post this on my other blog where she can actually read it, but then Sanford will be after my life. He doesn't approve of such immature behavior, especially on the internet where everyone with an internet connection could read it.

She gave a few more reasons, but I'll elaborate on those when I write about her story in detail. And I'll come back to the very core of the matter that this post is all about. So as I mentioned earlier, I was no longer a part of her friends on facebook. She had apparently already found a lot of new friends to replace me with even before she decided to chuck me out of her life; sort of what Patricia did to her and me, but somehow Kayla chose to see beyond the similarities in the two situations.

Also, her boyfriend - who I patiently listened to bitch about his girlfriend and my friend; for an hour just those ten days before exams and then spent two hours explaining to Kayla why he was upset with her and what he expected out of her in the relationship and all that bull shit - has also de-friended me on facebook.

But get this! She still has Sanford and Joan (people I'm closest to, and who she knows only because of me) as her friends. You want to see a hypocritic bitch? Try and find Kayla. And when you do find her, can you please tell her that I've finally written a lovely blog post about her? And don't forget to tell her what a bitch you think she is! Trust me, she deserves it! To know how much she deserves it and why; wait for the next few posts.