First off, I love my friends. No matter what, they’re always there for me. I have some of the best girl friends that a person could ask for!
With that being said, I prefer to see my friends every once in a while rather than 3 or 4 times a week. I feel that you have more to talk about and the time is better spent catching up. Two of my best friends are a) Insanely busy with school and b) Lives 12 hours away. I have seen Friend A two or three times since the beginning of the year because she’s an amazingly dedicated student and put her heart and soul into her education, way more than I ever could! I accept that and know that when she has time, we’ll get together. Friend B, well, since she lives so far away and my schedule is crazy, it’s extremely hard to see each other, but when we do, we have the best laughs and times. Not seeing her for such a long period of time makes me appreciate our friendship more when we’re together.
Another friend, Friend C, I see all the time because she’s dating The Roommate. I used to see her every couple weeks or so for coffee dates, and that was fabulous. Now I see her at least 3 times a week and it gets to be a little much. When I’m with my friends I try to be pleasant so I’m not coming off as a bitch. I find myself trying to be pleasant when I don’t want to be. Seeing her more often has made me notice more things that irritate me about her, things that usually wouldn’t bother me because I don’t spend extended amounts of time with her.
I don’t know if I’m just being cranky, but I’m growing tired of seeing her here all. the. time. The Roommate won’t go to her house because she lives with her parents still. I’ve noticed I’m ignoring her more and not playing on our inside jokes anymore. It’s like she’s migrated from being my friend to my roommates girlfriend.
Maybe I’m just being selfish. I quite liked it just being Kyle, Roommate, and I. The other night we went to the UFC fights and she came along too, not because she enjoys the UFC events, but because she was Roommate’s “arm candy.” She didn’t understand anything and didn’t enjoy the fights.
One day, while she was here, I just went to my room and watched a movie by myself, and it felt amazing. I know she’s not here to see me, so why should I be the one who entertains her while Roommate naps? (Yeah, NAPS) I shouldn’t have to keep her company, especially when I don’t feel like hanging out with anyone.
My question to you, my amazing blogging friends, Am I over reacting? I don’t to seem like a huge beotch, but when I have to be pleasant at both of my jobs, it’s nice to just be alone and not have to have a conversation at home.