We all hate something.
Right, this is my second god damn time typing out this. I did 2000 words then all of them got deleted. Why? Because of shift+backspace. God damnit Sony.
No matter. This story is about how I grew to hate one of my friends. You've probably read this around the net, so if you enjoy people going mad about how they hate someone? Well, read this.
It was my first year at college, I was kind of alone. Sure, I had friends, but I was pretty distant, the only friend who I waited around with was named Curtis. He wasn't much at conversation, he'd always talk about the same shit everyday, and If not, it would be a miracle.
So one day, I decide to go talk to other people who have similar interests in me. One day, I found a girl in my Maths class. her name was Lia. She was a weeaboo, how do I know? The teacher asked her full on what she wanted to be when she got older. She said a Teacher in Japan. How typical. She could've just said teacher. No, she said "In Japan".
Because the class was cut short, she left quickly to go to work and what not. I decided that I would talk to her the next day, because hey, why not. Did she come the next day? No. How about the next week? No. When she eventually come into class, I started talking to her. It didn't take me long to ask "Why were you away?", her response?
"I just didn't want to go in."
Hold on. Hold the damn phone. She didn't want to go in? It's college. Not school. College determines your life, it determines whether you work at Walmart all your life or if you become a doctor, you do not skip college. I was slightly pissed at that. Considering she took 2 weeks off? You can see why. As the year progressed, I grew to know Lia more, she gave me her MSN and we began talking and what not. I found out she had a PlayStation 3, so I automatically added her. It would be nice to play with someone I know. At least that's what I thought.
Let me get this straight, Lia is far from a gamer. The only game she could of been good at was Uncharted 2, and the skill bar isn't exactly high on the Multiplayer. She had about 35% of the trophies and she thought she was good. She was far from good, she was a liability in every single match. I had to cover her with a damn sniper rifle where ever she went. "Uncharted 2" became "No Skills : Protect Lia".
She had more games, such as GTA4, you don't even need skill for that game. It's a driving and shooting game. Yet she thought she was good at it. 9 times out of 10, she'd be on PlayStations socialising game. PlayStation Home. I never saw the attraction in it, It is cool to talk to people about different games and stuff and find interesting stories, though it just didn't seem appealing. Sony could of made an RPG enviroment instead, it would've made a lot more sense than just wandering around and going "Hi" "I herd u liek GTA?"
You might think "Maybe she liked socialising?", yeah, we all do, although. Lia always emphasized that she was poor and had hardly any money at all times. Even though she had a Job which paid £200 a month. That was pretty decent pay for just a part time job. Yet she was alwas out of money, why? Because she spent it on that socialising game. She bought every item possible. She could of just hacked it, even if she had to pay for premium membership, it would be a fuck load cheaper.
I already started to hate her, she had a really bad attitude, if she wasn't winning, she'd start moaning about it. The one thing which Lia brought that was good was introducing me to her friends. That was it. We had some good memories online, though that was with her friend Yen. Till this day, the friends Lia introduced me to are still my best friends. Although me and Yen have grown quite distant.
The whole of the college year continued with Lia jumping off college for days and weeks at a time. Just because she wanted too. Think about all the children in the world without decent education, think about all the teens in the world who want to learn, and this stupid girl was throwing it all out of the window. Why? Because she was just didn't want to go.
I spent more time with her friends who were now becoming my best friends. It was nice to actually be able to talk to someone who didn't repeat the same topic every single day. When Lia did eventually come in, it was always awkward, she would always bring up unneeded topics and her voice started to annoy me. She has your typical chav voice, if you don't know what it sounds like? Then you are blessed.
In that year, my father decided to die. I will always remember that night, because I saw Clash of the Titans with a load of my friends, which I have to say, was a great night. I got home and saw 2 ambulances outside of the place I lived. Saw dad being put into one and saw my mother being restrained from Dad because she was causing him too much pain. I could see the marks on Dads body from where mum tried to not let him go. It was sad. I think mum knew that Dad was going to die that night. I walked up to the place where Dad laid, and said "Come back Dad." he replied weakly "I promise.", that was the only promise he ever broke.
The next day was Lia's celebration day, I can't say I was torn because I had to be strong for my mums sake. If I showed weakness, she would crumble. I went out that day because being with friends would raise my spirits. Of course not. Lia? Spirits raised? No. I might as well of stayed at home listening to sad songs and drinking whiskey. Don't get me wrong, she wasn't sad, it was what she did that made me sad. For instance, spending £10 on Dance Dance Revolution, then spending another £3 on Guitar Hero. She had a playstation 3 and a playstation 2 with Dance Dance Revolution. Why? Why waste your money? She wasn't showing off because she was shit at all games. Just why?
The year continued slowly. The college year had ended and more drama happened with Lia, she broke up with her girlfriend, and more stuff like that. She started to drink heavy, she started to say a lot of lies and more. It was nearing the end of my break when I got a message from Lia, it said "I'm out for a walk, and I'm near your place", I had a feeling that Lia liked me. She would always look up to me. I'm not exactly an attractive guy, and I don't have a good personality. So why?
I got my coat on, I argued with mum that I was going out to see a friend, you see, it was around 11.30pm when she sent me that message. I thought something bad happened. I went to meet her, I jumped over fences and more, incase something bad would happen to her. This was not the safest neighbourhood in the world. I finally met her. She reeked of whiskey and vodka. She couldn't walk in a straight line, if she did, she would fall over thin air. Infact, I was rather amazed she made it this far.
When she stopped crying, I asked her what was wrong and what happened. Her reply was
"Just my dad being a twat again."
"What did he do?"
"He's just a twat..."
I thought instantly that she was being abused. I decided to walk her home even though it was late and dangerous. Infact, it was more of an incentive to walk her home, I didn't want her getting raped or something. Even if I did hate her a bit during the time. We were walking along the street and she got a phone call, it was from her father. I heard them talk, her Dad sounded very worried. So I'm there thinking "What..?", she explained that her Dad was coming to pick her up and that he was a twat for doing so.
Hold the damn phone. What?! Her dad was a twat and a bad person for caring?! What?! Suddenly, my raged filled. I was pissed off. All of those things she said to me had to be a lie, why else would a father come and pick their kid up? He's such a bad father coming out at about 12:30am even though he has work the next day. Damn! I hope to christ I never get a father like him. Bitch.
Her phone got another call, it was from her brother. Her brother was out, alone, looking for her. She screamed down the phone for him to leave her alone. I didn't even need a coat that night. I was pissed off enough to heat up Alaska for a year and be a severe threat to global warming. Her father came, and she shouted at him, her Dad looked scared and gave me the most saddest look ever. My heart dropped when I looked at the poor man, he was near crying because he was so worried. Though Lia? Lia decided to try and impress me and start calling him twat and what not.
I didn't have a Dad anymore. I didn't have a father who could play Baseball with me, or play Tekken or do anything. All of that was gone. I never even had a Dad who could do physical things, his asthma was so bad that kicking a ball meant him nearly dropping to the floor and dying. Yet here we are with Lia, screaming at her Dad who would do near everything for her. I decided to head back home, I didn't care what happened to her. I felt so sorry for her father that I just wanted to slap Lia around the face.
The year progressed, Lia came onto me more and more and I started to hate her more and more. She changed. A lot. She was once the girl who cosplayed as Nagato Yuki from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya because it suited her character, with her being the silent and shy type. She thought she was ugly, fat and everything else wrong with this world. She wasn't selfish or anything. She was stupid, yes. Thought we can all be stupid sometimes.
Although now, she see's herself as good looking. She is inlove with herself, she has stated that enough times. She genuinley thinks she's sexy and what not. She is so conceited that it's painful to even read. No one minds someone thinking that they're good looking, though there's a massive difference between going "Oh... I think I'm good looking" and "Yeah! I'm so good looking" when they're really not. As my friend Joey said, "She has a rat face" which is true. She has a messed up nose, one of her eyes looks a different direction, and she squints. She was also fat even though she thought she was good looking. She had to wear baggy clothes to conceal that fact.
My second college year came, and Joey and Lia had tension between them. Lia was copying Joey and Lia was copying me. She was being a leech, a parasite, hell, that isn't even a good enough word to describe her. Lia had devolped into this thing no one could like. She used to be a lesbian, now she wants to change into a real boy. She changed her name so much, from Lia, to Paul, to Mak, damn, I've lost count. It was ridiculous.
The final straw was taken about a month ago. She had a facebook status which said something about Social Suicide. I told Joey about it and sent the link. He found out that he was blocked by her and that the status was about him. So wait, hold on. Social suicide? Without Joey, that social life she had, that whole cosplaying thing she has going on, the whole anime, the whole Japanese scene. All of this was because of Joey, and now suddenly, he's social suicide?!
Instantly, my hate grew out of bounds, I started off soft in the conversation, but suddenly, she became bitchy. I started insulting her so hard that it started to hurt her. I didn't care. It felt damn good. Every single strand of her I insulted. All of her friends read that status. I didn't fail to mention the fact that she back stabbed Joey just so she could ascend in her social ladder of weeaboos. It was just her running the retard olympics, even if she won, she was still a damn retard.
Me and Lia went our seperate ways thank christ. Though my friend Tom still relays me messages and status updates from her facebook so I can rage. She's getting worse and worse by the day. I don't exactly get how someone could change so much in the time span of one year. It's sickening to think that. She's backstabbed everyone and attention seeked so much that I really do hope she gets an ass kicking. I really do hope someone gives her a hard slap around the face and tells her to wake up, cause to me? She's no more than shit.
This is Haseo, signing off.