Subject: Please read this. Sent: Friday, 11:40 PM
Look man, I am not going to shit around and not talk to you and wait for an apology, because I hate drama, and I don't really expect that an apology was coming, and also, I cannot afford to have unresolved conflicts with my friends because I don't have that many friends.
So here's the deal. I'm significantly mad at you. I hope you understand that I am mad at you. I also hope you understand why I am mad at you. In case you don't, I will explain. Think about my situation right now. It has the potential to suck pretty bad. I think that when you and Molly started dating, all three of us immediately started worrying about how awkward it might be. We were doing pretty well for a while, because the three of us kept hanging out and you guys were not obnoxious or anything, and it was cool. The first time you left the cafeteria to go hang out with her and I saw you guys, it made me feel pretty shitty. But I figured it was not a big deal, so I shouldn't say anything about it. The second time you did it, I figured I'd tell you it made me feel shitty, because I figured that if you knew, you would not leave, or invite me to come too, or at the very least, say, "I'm going to go hit on Molly now, no offense, but you're not invited," instead of just kind of sneaking off awkwardly. So I told you, and I think I made it pretty clear what I meant.
But you did it again, the very next band day. Without even saying anything to me. You knew that I knew where you were going, and you knew that you were going to make me feel shitty. But you still didn't even make an attempt to make me think that I was invited. That was essentially the equivalent of looking me right in the face and saying, "I don't care about you, and I don't like hanging out with you." I would really like to think that somehow that's not what you intended. But I'm having a really hard time understanding how you could possibly have missed this, and I'm almost positive that this is just you not caring enough to bother to be considerate.
I understand that you and Molly need to hang out without me. That is not what I am objecting to. I'm just saying that you need to be able to override the infatuation hormones occasionally enough to be mature, and to think about other people, and to make a little bit of an effort to prevent all three of us from losing two friends.
Thank you for reading, and sorry about any bitchiness that may have come across. I am just trying to be honest.
- Aidan.
Subject: Follow up Sent: Saturday, 9:42 AM
I guess now that I have yelled at you via the internet I am okay, and as long as you read me yelling at you, and you don't keep doing it, and you are not now mad at me, then we are cool. And let's not be awkward about it. And I hope I haven't further fucked things up. The telling people right out exactly how I feel strategy towards life is still in the experimental stage, and I'm a little nervous that you might hate me right now.
- Aidan
Subject: About that Received: Saturday, 2:58 PM
Alright. Yeah. Completely understand where this is coming from. Not mad at you at all. Frankly, I can't see why I would be. Didn't say anything to you at precalc, because well, I couldn't tell how mad you were at me, and I didn't feel like getting yelled at after not doing well on test.
Ok, so I see what you are saying. I am not so hot at working out consequences beforehand, if you haven't noticed. But, basically, I underestimated how shitty it made you feel. I know you probably don't believe me. But, whatever. Truth.
I figured you were more mad (on wednesday) about having to talk to Ivy. And well, I figured (on friday) that it would be more awkward if I said "I'm going to the band room" than if i just left.
Alright. Fuck. Alright. We're cool now? Alright.
-dave
Subject: Re: About that Sent: Saturday, 3:32 PM
We're cool.
I did terribly on the math test also.
- Aidan.
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