  I have but a few moments to write a bit about my life for the past couple of weeks in a short paragraph. nbsp;  I wanted to jot down my feelings about people. nbsp;  People are stupid,  especially when those people are your friends.
nbsp;  Your " friends"  ( I put friends in quotation marks because if these people were really my friends then they wouldn't act like jerks)  expect you to always be there for them when their car dies,
 when they need a couple of bucks,  when they want to go to the movies etc. nbsp;  Or when they are bored at work they call you expecting you to answer because you are always so happy to be their interest when they have nothing else to. nbsp;  They don't call you when they have free time to romp and frolick.
nbsp;  They don't call you when they know that you are on your last dollar and really bummed out about your shit job and could use a laugh. nbsp;  No these people only think about themselves and what you can do or can't do for them and they call themselves your " friend.  So instead of sitting around the house waiting to be someone's last resort you dust off your dancing shoes and hit the town,
 ALONE. nbsp;  You make new friends,  discover new interest and make your own plans. nbsp;  Then your "
friends"  start to call you again since now their new friends are boring to them and they want to return to good 'ol reliable you,  but now you have a life and are too busy having fun to be bothered by someone who didn't have the time to be bothered with you. nbsp;  So what does your " friend"
 do? nbsp;  Accuse you of being the type of person that would ignore their friends for some guy,  which is what that person has done to you. nbsp;  Well with friends like that who needs them at all.
