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Whale. Julie and I are taking a little break. Over the course of the now five weeks that her and this guy, we'll call him Jerk-Face, have known each other they've "broken" up like nine times only to talk it out and "get back together". They're not official though. Each time I have to hear about it. As her best friend I understand that responsibility and accept it. Because she's obligated to then do the same for me when I'm having a hard time.
After Alex left I was having a hard time. Shocking, right? I mean, those first three days were.. scary bad. I did call her, once, and she came over and took care of me for the evening. Two days after Alex left, two days, she calls me complaining about her problems with her man-friend. Alright, as a good friend, I was there for her and did my best to comfort her, but let's get this straight.. I could barely get out of bed in the morning. I was having trouble enough standing on my own two feet let alone having to help her stand as well. But I did it. I helped her out and supported her the next two times she decided to break up and then subsequently get back together with this jerk.
Monday morning I texted her. I was having a rough morning. The stress of finals, combined with no letter, and a lack of sleep put me in a depressed state. I texted her, as we are wont to do, saying that my heart hurt and it was so hard. It was the first time in maybe six days that I'd gone to her for help. I just needed her to listen and sympathize. That's it. That's what we usually do!! Instead I get this touching response,

"Listen, I can't handle finals, my problems with 'Jerk-Face', and your problems all at once."

Oh wow.


I just said, "Okay, I'm sorry you're stressed. Let me know if there's anything I can do."
But inside..
I was going to kill her.
When I was in my darkest hour I was still there for her! But the self-centered little thing couldn't pull herself out of her stupid "problems" with a stupid boy to be there for me?! Please tell me you're shocked and angry too. I mean, seriously, who says that? We've been friends for six years, best friends for at least four of those. What kind of friend says that?
So she called me today, two days after her kind words of care and sympathy, and is all, "I miss you Kenzie! Can I come see you today?! I love you!" And I acted like nothing had happened. Even though it was extraordinarily rude of her, I let it go. Yeah, I'm still shocked but it's not a big enough deal to get in a fight over. I'm actually kind of surprised at myself for being able to let it go so fast but maybe that's just me growing up a little. :) I'm a big girl now!