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Friday, January 23rd, 2004 | self-deprecation

Yes, contrary to popular belief, I do have a bad side. Sometimes I can be a total bitch. Some people have experienced that, while a majority have not. I think all of us have our inner bitchy sides. More so in gay men, because well, we’re just more comfortable about showing it. So the next time any gay guy gives someone the Hand, feel proud in asserting your true self!

But of course, my bitchiness has to be justified. This time, it was about telling a certain AAP (Asian American Princess. Quite similar to the more common JAP.) to get out of my life. Yes, a certain asian bitch from my childhood popped back into my life a few months ago when she moved to Miami, and since then, I have been unsuccessfully in shaking her off my ankle, mostly because i’m just too damn nice. And a poor, AAP in Miami is just someone I hoped to direct towards the right areas.

So I endured her hour long phone calls about her struggles, troubles, and her whining and dishing out whatever advice I could give, just like any good ole gay buddy and agony aunt. But of course, I did not come out to her, because she’s a AAP, after all. Doesn’t exactly have the most flattering views of homosexuals. There were phone calls every night, and as my roomate can attest, every conversation I have with her is not enjoyed. All the time, I am mouthing “bitch” with her every utterance.

So maybe it was the incessant phone calls, or the constant text messages. or was it when she looked up and found my home phone number in PR just so she could talk to me, as if I was her only friend. I’m sorry, honey. I just can’t take shit from you anymore. You cannot demand my attention 24/7.

For more evidence of my total bad side, continue reading.

So after a verbal “Do not call me.”, constant phone calls and text messages after asking me if I was mad at her resulted in this text message conversation between moi and the bitch:

Bitch: can you call me later if u are not busy
Me: No, I do not want to speak with you.
B: are you mad at me
M: It’s not that I am mad at you. You’re just not a kind of person i want to talk to. You’re too damn annoying and stubborn. I was just tryign to be nice whenever you called. You’re a selfish bitch. grow up.
B: since when im being selfish
(She tries to call me. I was on another line.)
B: Thank you so much.
M: Since you could only whine and complain. Grow up solve your own problems. Call a real friend, if you have any.
B: thanks for bieng such an ass
M: You’re welcome. I’ve been wanting to say all those things since november.

So hopefully, I won’t hear from her again. I think I’ve accumulated enough “nice guy” points to spare a few. And if i get bad karma from this, I’m totally quitting being a nice guy.

Yay for embracing your inner selves! *Hand*

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