Abandonment

These couple of events have happened to me in the last couple of days:

• A friend comes to visit me, but winds up seeing more of her other friend than me. I seriously doubt that I was the person she was visiting. Her actions didn’t even suggest that she tried to spend any time with me. In fact, she was supposed to spend Independence Day with me, but winds up taking my car to spend with her friend instead.
• Another friend goes out to lunch with me, and I suddenly had the urge to go to the mall. She claims that she needed to get something from her room first, so I drive her to her room, and wait for her in my car. And wait. And wait. After an hour, I thought, “What the hell is taking her so long?” So I walked up to her room. I find her roommate, who was kind enough to tell me that she just left ten minutes ago with a guy.
• Another friend was working, and I decided to pay her a visit, after being ditched by the first two. I spent some time just chilling, but before she finished work, she announces that she had made plans to go out with her housemates, basically telling me that she’s going to go with them and leave me.
• Yet another friend I ran into today said that she would come by to pick up her Chemistry book. I also had a “surprise” for her, so she was supposed to come pick that up, as well. I went up to her room afterwards, and she left post-its up for me, saying that she would call me. It’s now almost 4 am. No call, no visit.
• I then called my third friend, and asked her to come out, because she was the only one in Stony Brook that I could find that I wanted to be with at the moment, but she claimed she was busy, stating no reasons.

Not that I’m blaming any of you for any of your actions, because I’m sure that you had your own, very personal, very valid reasons, but tonight, I hate you all.

p.s. The worst part was, all of these people were my closest friends. Ironically, the two friends that were far, far away were the most easily accessible — by phone. Thank you, Linda and Eric, for making me not feel so abandoned. And thank you, Christina, for making me laugh, even though all you did was talk about pooping.