-- Posted by LaLackyGoo at 2:40 pm on Dec. 4, 2006 One of my ex-friends is trying to make my life a living hell.  One of my friends and I decided to stop being friends with another person because we found out that he was saying bad things about us behind our backs and we didn't have anything in common anymore.  Initially he denied saying anything bad.  Then he said that he did say some of that stuff but he was only joking.  That's a huge lie because I heard him say bad things about my friend and they were in a malicious tone. For the past few weeks, our "friend" is pissed off at us.  I deleted him from Facebook and Myspace because I don't want him spying on my life and besides, he's not even a friend anymore.  I also removed him from my IM buddy list because I don't want to talk to him anymore and he already knows that.  My friend and I already explained to him that we think that it's best that we don't be friends anymore.  Honestly, I'm so glad that I'm not friends with this person anymore.  He's a huge drama queen, loves to gossip, complains if no one takes him to the mall, and whines all the time that all of the good guys are straight (he's homosexual).  But he's going around telling my other friends to watch their backs around me and that I'm acting like I'm in high school.  My friends just ignore him when he says that. I never talk about my ex-friend to my current friends because I moved on from that friendship.  But my friends tell me that whenever they talk to him, he ALWAYS brings me up and starts talking bad about me.  Personally, I think he's the one that needs to move on and stop acting immature.  I think he hates me even more recently because I've been accepted to many grad schools (he wanted to go to one but his grades aren't good enough so he has to get a normal job) and that I have a boyfriend (he cries multiple times a week because he doesn't have one, and I'm serious about this).  Next semester is going to be even worse because I'm going to have 3 classes with him.  I'm dreading the crap I'm going to have to go through. This isn't the first time he's done this.  Last semester we went through the exact same ordeal but we decided to forgive him.  I don't know how many times we're supposed to forgive him but I'm sick of it. I'm trying to live by the saying "He who angers you, controls you."  But sometimes it's so hard!  What do I do?