ihavebeenfloated

A month, nearly. I was getting so good about updating with those conversations from inside my head and then, poof, I drop off the face of the earth. Not entirely true, you could still follow my Twitter, but my Twitter is not the same as it used to be. Has my life taken some secretive turn? Am I hiding something from everyone?

I’ve been spending a lot of time with people. Kristie, Becca, Nick, Eric, Matt, Robert, Mike, and various other people I don’t even know that well. Most of my time has been with those first three, which is fun. They’re entertaining. There’s a twinge of high school all over their entire friendships and it’s someone disappointing. I’m realizing now that the person who brought me into the group is the least respectable and likable out of everyone else.

You find out about crazy things about people when someone is incredibly angry. I found out things about someone who I cared about and, dare I say it, really liked a whole lot. Things that make me not like her anymore. Things that make me not even want to be in the same room with her… But spending time with her is a necessary evil, because everyone does. But how I can interact with a person who has no shame, no dignity, no feeling of responsibility to the people around her? Such a hypocrite.

I’m somewhat ashamed that I once said that she was a Pisces just like me in nearly every way. She’s not. I don’t know where along the line she lost her conscience, but she did, and that’s disappointing to me.

I’m really glad that Nick and Becca are becoming better friends of mine. Becca has the makings of a fantastic person underneath a demeanor that seems somewhat shallow at first glance. Becca is one of those people who can surprise you repeatedly within the first month of meeting her. All these things you didn’t expect, they all exist within her and they exist quite well indeed.

Nick, often celebrated by Kristie for being endlessly entertaining—she says that Nick is her “Drop Dead Fred”—is indeed entertaining. His stories are some of the best, really, he’s one of those people that shit just seems to happen around. He’s also intelligent, and one of his best aspects is that he’s really relaxed, never too uptight about anything. And, usually, if he is tense about something, chances are that I am too. It works out.

The other people around… Too fleeting or too familiar to speak of in any great detail.

I’m happy I’m spending time with so many people. I’m happy my tolerance for alcohol is going up ever so slightly. I’m happy that I’m not getting headaches after drinking a beer or a Caucasian. I wonder why that was? Probably all that soda I used to drink. I don’t know. I’m happy about a lot of things.

Man, I need to register for class. Will do that today, I swear.

Until next month… or maybe tomorrow.