Nearly every person in my life could be separated into one of two categories: close friends and people I know but rarely (or never) say a word to. I don’t really have any acquaintances. CORRECTION – I don’t have any acquaintances who carry over their acquaintance status to the next school year. They all fall into the “people I know but rarely (or never) say a word to” category over the summer. Those people are the absolute worst human beings in this galaxy. I hate those people.
Well, perhaps I don’t hate them. I just hate how whatever we had becomes awkward after three months of no contact. I suppose some prevent this by utilizing Facebook, but I don’t operate that way. In fact, I actually feel more awkward when I talk to acquaintances on Facebook. I can’t carry a conversation with them in the same way I can with a close friend. We reach that “I don’t want to talk anymore but I don’t know how to end this” stage way too quickly. Then we never talk again and the last thing we remember about each other is that unfortunate chat on Facebook. Therefore, Facebook only makes matters worse. Check and mate.
Of course, the biggest awkward ex-acquaintance situation of the year is in the class I need a buddy most – French II. As I mentioned in this post, I’m in a class full of sophomores. I have no idea who any of these people are, and frankly, I don’t want to know. I’m not against making friends with the youngins. Not at all. But these…these aren’t human. They’re the most irritating set of pompous twirps I’ve ever shared a classroom with. There is, however, one twirp from my French I class who is just a peach. Said peach, my senior friend, another freshman, and I all sat in a corner together and had a blast. Those were some good times. But so far, him and I have yet to greet each other. We just keep making awkward eye contact every fifteen minutes. It sucks. I could really use un copain por ma classe francaise.
It would help if he wasn’t on my “Most Gorgeous People I’ve Seen in Person” list. I can’t talk to beautiful people. Granted, he’s only beautiful if I tilt my head far back enough that I only see his face. There’s very little I can’t find attractive in some way, but no guy should be shorter than or weigh less than I do, and he’s both. Still, his face is enough to intimidate me. I’d rather remain a loner than initiate a conversation with him.
Yes, I am aware of how pathetic I am.
There are different opinions for different people, and I understand what you’re talking about. As I’m rather a sociable person, I have two categories: “Best friends” and “good friends”. Or wait, let me correct it. “Best friend” and “good friends”. Only one friend falls into the category “Best friend” and the rest goes into “good friends”.
Why? That particular best friend was, even though a little quirky, very understanding to whatever I confided in her. She could relate to things that I was telling her about, and once I told her I wasn’t sure where was my Chinese e-dictionary and she kind of panicked along with me even though it wasn’t hers and she didn’t have to care. When I told my other good friends, they simply said, “Jeez.” and went to chat with their own friends.
ISometimes I dislike how tall am I (144cm) and how annoying is it to have to lower my head a little to look at a guy whom I treat as a brother and we talk about games. Yes, I do treat him as a brother but at times, it’s still is annoying to have to lower my head before I can make eye contact.
Pathetic? No. Every one has a different way of thinking.
You make things seem so ackward sometimes its cute :P But frankly, this happends to everyone. You just worry about it more than everyone else. Hell, all you need is ONE or two good friends and life rolls on. I feel the same way about my college “friends”, I dont associate with them outside of school. I usually go home on the weekends..and It feels like Im leading a double life Lol odd. I know. Those said friends are my roomates also. I find it odd i dont communicate with them over the summer. Hmm..IDK!
In my old school, I only have good friends and staff. Think Blair Waldorf, but a benign version sort of way. I never had a best friend at school and the only best friend I have is my husband.
But in the new school it’s different. Everyone in my class is categorised in “good friends” or I might even go so far and call them my close friends. Even when we’re done with school we still keep in touch and have coffee from time to time.
Anyway, that awkward scene you just wrote about is almost like a scene in a movie hehehhee
Nooo, no no. I can’t talk let alone look at gorgeous people. I SO get it. I thought no one did that bar me. It’s horrible isn’t it?
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