Apparently my forehead is stamped with "Deceive me please"

Trying to get through the day..

Compromising,

All I feel is a burning desire to hate.
Can't put up a fight.. FUCK!

She has the nerve, THE FUCKING NERVE to call me after the celebrations had ended. But the question is, how much longer can I put up with her conspiring lies and unrivalled manipulative behaviour that she denies exists to her core before I punch her square in the vagina? Every time she does something outrageous I ignore her. I don't want to be a friend with a twisted selfish twat but it turns out wherever I turn, she's there. When I want to be with her, she deserts me in the middle of the vacuum of space. When I turn my back on her, she's everywhere.

Why? Why is the universe fucking with me..

So I call her to remind her there is an event that she is invited to. Doesn't pick up the phone as usual. Okay maybe she's busy. I call her a second time at night. Still no pick up. I SMS her telling her to call be back to notify me if she can make it or not. No reply. I call again the next day just before it starts, still no answer. Fair enough. Not even the dignity or politness to return a SMS which takes less than a minute to do. So what does that mean from an outside perspective? She doesn't want to talk to me and she has better things to do. I can accept that. That's one less person I have to deal with. I call her again to organize a group outing to watch movies.

Again with the no response.

The day comes to my friend's birthday and I say to myself, "Fuck it. She won't pick up the phone as usual anyway." I confirm with a friend and confirmed indeed. She's not going to pick up the phone she's probably clubbing off somewhere. The party ends and she decides to call. I look at my phone, her name is blinking.. FUCK WHY NOW? I pick up and there it is. In that manipulative innocent tone she so naturally pulls off she starts to ask me what are we going to do [notice the "we"] for our mutual friend's birthday. What?! Then, THEN she says she didn't recieve the email my friend sent out for the birthday. Err? If you didn't recieve it, HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW THERE WAS AN EMAIL SENT? "Oh I thought she was doing it tommorow, I just got back from work." [just to make sure I wasn't imagining shit, I checked the forward sent and OH YE BEHOLD, the emails were sent to her] So okay you had work. That makes sense. We all have our immediate responsibilities and priorities. But fuck, do you need to make up stories? MORE LIES HURRAY! Then I start getting cut. My friend already had a couple of people miss it already let alone need people making up bullshit. Then as the phone conversation continues, she starts apologizing for missing it. To me. Why me? I am not the birthday person. I'm not the one who hosted it. I am not the one TRYING TO CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY WITH COLLEGUES. But there she is, apologizing to me.

"Why are you apologizing to me? If anyone you should be apologizing to her."
"I don't want to call her. She's going to be all angry and stuff."

Why would she be? You had work didn't you? But wait, WHAT ABOUT THE LIES YOU WERE TELLING ME? Then I am reminded about when she used to work for me at QED Marketing and I was always having to apologize to my leader and the owner of the company for her slackness and uncalled behaviour. Receiving negative feedback and defending her was awesome. Always retreating to me when it seemed things just weren't going her way hoping I would fix her problem.

What am I your garbage bin?

That's when I start wishing she was there in front of me so she could see me boil. Each time something like this happens, I start breaking down and my tolerance for bullshit just reaches that much lower. "Hey Nam are you angry?" in a tone almost if she was feeling sorry. Like she was capable of human emotion. Her tone of voice, similar to that of a child who had just broken the good china and the parents just walked in on her. Bullshit. I don't even fucking care any more if she is being genuine. So many times have I been at this situation with her where she makes me feel sorry for her I and I go out of my way to make everything just right again. Wait what do you call that?

manipulate: To influence or manage shrewdly or deviously for personal gain.

"I'll see you on Monday." [cancel call]

Next time she tries to pull this shit again on me, I don't know what I will do. If you know me well enough I deal with anger in an implosive manner. The pressure builds until the seals break. Then who knows what will happen. I just hope, I just hope for her sake. It doesn't have to be that way.