It's been awhile...

...and here I am, awake on a Saturday morning. Still awake, even though reunion lunch's about 5 hours away. But there's just something that I need to get off my chest.

I had a friend who left us awhile ago. Let's call him X. To be honest, I wasn't very close to him at all, but there were times where we'd have small talks, minor stuff. I probably should be calling him an acquaintance, I guess. Nowadays, when I'm out with friends who were close to him, and they talk about him, I see the glistening in their eyes, and the smile on their faces. I see them animate before my eyes, and it's as if they were in a trance. I must admit that there were some things that I found rather undesirable about him (which I will not mention either), but X also possessed some aura of blissful ignorance that appealed to me.

X wasn't a role-model for the younger generation or anything, but I damn well respect him for his loyalty to his friends. It's a bit too late now, but I sure wish I could tell him what a good job I thought he was doing. You know how there's always that diplomat in your group of friends? You know, the one that always manages to pinpoint anyone who's not having fun, and seeks to rectify that? I could be wrong, but from what I know(which is pretty darn little), I do feel that he was that type of friend. The life of the party. The cheese in the sandwich. The healer of the raid. You get the point.

So, at his wake, one of his ex-girlfriends came down to rain down an almighty havoc upon the grieving. Why would she do that? I will never know. But what I do remember was something about her saying that she never loved him.

Mmm, right.

You know, there are some things in life that you just don't do. Like going out with your friend's ex. Or smearing shit on your own face. I would liken what she had done to the latter.

I just cannot stand looking at her being happy on Facebook now. She shouldn't be allowed this privilege (I don't know why I'm still her friend though. Maybe it's just the kaypoh genes I inherited from my mom.) I know that people tell me that she'll get her "just desserts", but there're times where I just feel that them "desserts" aren't being served. I feel that there is an injustice towards my acquaintance, as he had to pass on, knowing that there was a part in his life where he was genuinely happy, and that his partner was not. Not only that, but she still has the cheek to put up pictures of their happier moments on Facebook. Alongside albums of her and her new squeeze. What an attention whore. And let's not get started on another ex-friend of one of my other friends. Long story short, we hung out with him, talked shit about her, he starts hanging out with her, rats us out, lulz ensues.

What am I going to do about all this? Probably nothing. No one's broken any laws, save the ones about friendship and tact. And that's really tearing me up inside now. Probably not as badly as his buddies, but the feeling's probably mutual, to some degree. I really want to go Gordon Freeman on her with a crowbar, but there're real laws in this country, you know. All anyone can do now about her now is to just ignore her(which I fail at), and just remember the happier times they had with X without her around. Helps a lot, this selective memory thing. Oh yeah, and also, for non-believers, you can always hope and pray to whichever pagan god you worship that she gets hit by a car.

X, happy new year man. I seriously hope they have ang pows wherever you're at.