But I Rant Well…

I had the worst argument with my best friend today and I just want to rant. There’s no trick to this write-up; I won’t tell you at the end of the post that I am indeed my best friend, or that my shadow is the best friend I fought with, neither will I redefine what an argument is to make the article seem deep. It’s simple – I had an argument with my best friend today and I just want to rant.

There’s no system to this article either. I wouldn’t tell you of my order of events from morning to evening. I won’t tell you about how all the events of the day led to the argument, neither will I draw a beautiful conclusion as to the anticipated relational effect of the argument. It’s really simple – I had an argument with my best friend today and I just want to rant.

This article will not give you a background information and history of our friendship. I won’t paint an awkward beginning turned rosy relationship kind of situation. It won’t highlight and exaggerate all the amazing things and ways my best friend has helped me and has been there for me. No – I just want to rant because I had an argument with my best friend today.

In fact, this article will not present a ludicrous reason for the argument. I will not tell you how disappointed I am in my best friend or how ashamed I was when people around attempted to mediate. I will not point out the terrible words my best friend said to me and the more terrible words I replied him. They are not relevant now. All I know is that my best friend and I had an argument and I just want to rant about it.

I’m sleepy so I’ll simply conclude with the final (HURTFUL AND UNTRUE) words my best friend said to me as I made to storm (and finally stormed) out of his presence. He said, ‘Don’t think I won’t tell you the truth because you’re angry with me! We have argued for too long today and yet I still don’t know why it is you’re angry with me. You have a way of never saying what’s really eating at you! You just merry-go-round the point and it does not help either of us. I can’t read your mind, you know. Stop being a child and go straight to the point. And if you can’t, please don’t disturb me!’

 

Can you imagine? Me? I have a way of never saying what’s really eating at me?! I merry-go-round the point?  Did I not just successfully and directly write a whole post ranting about this argument????? Did I merry-go-round my rant?!

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