I was just talking with C about last night (the ridiculous weed/happenings night). I said, R really annoyed me last night, I think I just find him really irritating when hes stoned. C acted kind of weird for a while and I felt that there was something he wasn't telling me so I spent an hour or so trying to persuade him to let me in.
He said R was acting really jealous about me, asking him who I was seeing, making out that he got with my friends, asked if I was 'blowing' the directors. C couldn't really remember details too well and told me to just let it go because he was probably the one who was wrong.
I was annoyed, and rightfully so, I believe. In some way I think I was kind of relieved because it would probably be better if he was being a jerk to me. I sent him a message, sneakily not getting C into trouble saying "I know you were messy last night, but I heard you say some pretty inappropriate things. I hope you didn't mean it." I was up there sitting on my moral high horse telling him what I had 'overheard' to which he replied "honey I hate that kind of talk.. I remember talking about the directors but not about you blowing them. If i really did say those things they re vile and crude and it distresses me that i did and I'm really sorry babe, you know you mean a lot to me". He counteracted my attack. There is no where to go from there. I can't be angry with him, he apologised for something neither of us knew he actually did.
This is where my extreme paranoia jumps in and I am extremely annoyed at his supreme defense move, and amazed at his ability to defuse the whole situation. I didn't want to let it go but I was talking to my friend about it and she was like, Oh man. he wins. She was impressed. I thought he had some kind of super power of JERK, but my friend managed to convince me that its probably actually because hes a good guy, and that he hadn't actually plotted all this just to get me.
She said:
You cant win. He apologised for something hes not even sure he's done.
a) You got no proof
b) He counteracted your attack.
Live and learn.
He sent me a second text saying: "I'm really really sick at the thought of me saying that stuff babe I'm so sorry"
My friend says, DUDE YOU LOSE.
I lost that fight so hardcoredly.
Dammit. He's a jerk because he is nice to me, and a jerk because he isn't
?GAHHHAHWEUQBG
*Head Explodes*
