So it's not even noon on a Saturday and I have managed to lock myself out of my house and set the security alarm off at my office. Pretty awesome I must say. So I'm here "working" when in reality I have nothing to do. I was sick this week and I have to make time up.... It is what is is, I just really hate being board.
Last night
I'm 23 and my free time with my friends consists of game nights, movie nights, watching some sort of sporting events etc. I used to be the hardest partyier around but thank GOD I woke up one day and quit.
So, me and my husband, and another couple where hanging out when my best friend, we'll call her Gwen tells me about one of our mutual friends, we'll call her Vi....Vi is a compulsive lair, storyteller, what have ya. She's ALWAYS sick, ALWAYS. I mean yes she has had some experiences in her life that most people don't have but COME ON!!! So, last night my friend Gwen received a text from Vi. Vi was in the hospital with a list of ailments including "difficultly breathing at times". Yeah Ok....what Vi did, she went to WebMD and found the symptoms for said ailment ( last night it was pneumonia). I mean Vi texted Gwen the symptom's list. Ridiculous!!
Background on Vi
I met Vi when I was a sophomore in high school. We hit it off as friends pretty quickly. Vi was the only one of my friends from high school to see right through the facade that my high school boyfriend put on for everyone. So when I broke up with Lee, Vi was the only one that I was friends with at the time to remain my friend. Vi and I hung out a lot between the end of my senior year to the end of my sophomore year of college. Then I transferred. This is that part that doesn't make too much since to me. I was going to a college 50 minutes from my hometown, when I transferred I was going to a college 30ish minutes from my hometown. After I transferred I helped Vi gain entrance into the college that I was attending. Vi had some difficultly in high school and obtained her GED. Therefore, she thought that she could not "do" college. She treid and tried very hard at first. But, Vi gives up very quickly and by the end of her first semester she was talking about dropping out. Needless to say she dropped out before midterms of her seconed semester. I had a lot of people ask me what happoned and why? Vi felt she couldn't cut it, wasn't worthy, whatever. Well Vi set herself up for failure. She brings a lot of what happons to her on herself.
During this time Vi was going through her college experience, I was branching out, if you will. I auditioned for the college's show choir "AC". The audition process was very hard and very few people make it through. By the Grace of God I did. At the time I was the only person in the group that wasn't a music major. I was Vi's only close friend at the time and she made sure that I knew that. Also, at the time I was working two on campus jobs, and waiting tables. I was busy, and I started to have other friends, interests, etc. apart form Vi. We stopped talking as frequently, there was never an argument we just went in different directions.
During this time I met Gwen.
Gwen...let me tell ya..We are sisters separated at birth! Gwen and I were both Social Work majors and the only smokers in two of the classes that we were taking...the rest is history.
For almost three years Gwen and I developed a friendship that evolved into best friend status. Vi meanwhile started caring for her nieces and I moved in with my then boyfriend now husband Eric. sometime in that three year period Eric proposed to me. Gwen was one of the first people that we called. Vi found out on facebook....I know very bicthy of me.
Two years later.... Eric and I were planning our wedding and I am deciding my bridal party. At that time I had not spoken consistently with Vi for almost 2 years....
Gwen was one of my bridesmaids, Vi was not (I suck I know)
Vi and Gwen had not met until my bridal shower. They didn't get to start to know each other until my bachlorette party. THEN I had the wise idea to ask Gwen's mom Donna if she would drive Vi down to my wedding.
I got married in the smoky mountians.
Vi, Gwen, myself and Donna shared a car/hotel for my wedding. Vi got a little intimate with Gwen...wanted to share a bed with Gwen, very touchy, mouth breather type of stuff. Gwen noticed but was/is too damn nice to say anything mean.
I have been married for almost a year. Vi had stalked Gwen, made stuff up to get Gwen's attention...crazyness, since I got married.
I told Vi that she needs to get some form of therapy for her mental illnesses/ compulsive lying. She also needs to come to grips with her sexual identity. I will be there for Vi every step of the way once she is ready.
The thing that really bothers me is that she has NO since of personal space NONE!! Most people have a "bubble" Vi is literally right on top of you. Do you remember the kid from Hey Arnold? The one that followed the girl that liked Arnold around? THATS VI!!! URG!
So there ya go...I wish I could give my friend Gwen a set of balls to tell Vi to back off...at least just a little bit.
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