I cant begin to describe how much I’m terrified of clinginess. My Taiwanese friend JH wanted to hang out so we we met up last-last week in suwon after class. Im not a huge fan of suwon but I was willing to spare some of my precious time for her. After dinner she wanted to go to a bar but I politely declined giving excuses of homeworks and having to catch the bus. I may have casually invited her to hang out in Seoul too, but there were definitely no promises. Next week she contacted me saying she wants to hang out AGAIN! I was already having a rough week god knows why, and feeling more antisocial than usual; and what could she possibly tell me that she hasn’t last week -__- The more I evaded her messages, the more she pressed on. Ultimately I gave in; the coward loser in me just can’t say NO to a friend. To make matters bearable I invited my longtime frien(emy-ish) Sindayen along, and told her to manage the situation if JH got out of control. Turns out, JH didn’t just want to meet up for drinks, she wanted me to devote my entire day to her. My cling-alarm went off. After some negotiations, I managed to make it a half-day randevu. So we had brunch in Hongdae, one of the most expensive areas in Seoul. Then had coffee/smoothie in a very expensive coffeeshop, then went to an unlimited cocktail bar which is also expensive but I love cocktails so I was down for it. Sindayen joined us shortly after, and we played board games while chugging Mohittos and Blue Sapphires. Even had my first Tequila shot which was like gulping fire. I got to my happy stage just before cloud9, but JH was already making noise. Sindayen suggested we go clubbing, and I was also excited to bust some moves like jagger. So we headed to the club Sindayen knows, and found it closed. Right then I started getting cramps in my stomach, just like the ones you get during ‘Garhostho Boi’. It was not Garhostho time but I guess a light brunch and all those cocktails didn’t mix well and I needed to go home or sit somewhere.
I told them lets all go home since the clubs closed and I’m not spending tons of money to get into a different club and Im feeling sick. JH started her annoying antics -_- I couldn’t tell if she was actually drunk or just pretending to be so that I would take her home with me. She started guilt-tripping me about how she really wants to have fun all night with me, and how its too late for them to take the bus back to Suwon blah blah. Even Sindayen told her to let me go home but JH just kept getting louder and whinier >L Like seriously!! Why you tryina invite yoself to ma house when Im about to throw up?? Where is the common courtesy people!??? It was 11pm and we all knew if we left then all of us could catch our train & bus back home. But JH kept whining at the station, and if I was not sick I probably would’ve taken her with me just to shut her up. But aint NOBODY gonna crash ma crib while I puke/fart/shit/drool all over the place! I was seriously doubting whether she was really drunk or not at that point. Sindayen had to drag her away from me and by some miracle I managed to catch the last train. The walk from station to my place was excruciatingly painful and I cant imagine what would’ve happened if I had stayed out. Bottom line, people are so SELFISH. When I was writhing in pain, all she could think of was her entertainment, and her strange obsession of having a sleepover at my place. Like BITCH PLEASE~I haven’t cleaned my room, I’m about to collapse from pain and if you are as drunk as you’re pretending to be then I aint letting you puke all over my bed! This is why I never hang out with puke-drinkers, especially when they are puke-drinking! Its highly irresponsible of them to not know their limits and put their sober friends in tough situations where they have to carry them back, or get puked on etc. I do like JH in general and have a good time with her when we hang out, but she just aint my homie you know! (Homie=someone who I regularly hang out with, or feel comfortable enough to share silence with) I had fun when we met in Suwon and talked for hours about girly shit, but the second time we had nothing new to share, we were desperately trying to fill the silence with expensive brunch-coffee and cocktails. Lesson learned here is to NEVER reveal my off days to one-timers (One timers= good friends whom you meet once in a while cuz either they consume a lot of your energy/money or cuz you don’t share core common interests).