Making friends

The times when I see friends being made are when people let down their guards and accept new people into their lives, some discriminately, others a little cautiously, having been bitten one too many times by snakes.

What should I think about a person who's sole motive in a foreign land, apart from pursuing his studies, is to behave like a little child, a very not well brought up one, one who demands the world to bow to him without paying his dues, one who doesn't know very much but acts as though he does?

What do I do with this person who apologises to me via a scribbled note that smacks of insincerity and desperation... or is it frustration? He certainly doesn't think he was wrong, just "unaware". Unaware of how his behaviour has affected others' lives time and again, despite several warnings. Unaware that the very reason why he hasn't been able to find even a single true friend to share his time and grumblings is self-dominant personality. That, coming from me, who's self-declared self-centeredness is world famous (or maybe just in the tiny island of Singapore, where trustworthy friends let you know just exactly where you stand in the wide humanscope)

What should I do? Call me a cynic but am I expected to say that just because you apologise I must accept, while thinking that any form of change would happen in the near future is simply being naively hopeful? Should I act like the two-face people and pretend that all is fine and dandy for just that one "special" day, and resume acting like an asshole for the rest of the year? I like to think I should remain honest on that count, at the very least. Not even good, or staying straight on a moral path. Just being honest. Very low standards but at least they're attainable.