I thought this crap was done with after middle school
So things are going fairly well, aside from something I'll get to in a minute. I got a B in Zoology for the semester, which is awesome, and an A in Chem Lab, which was expected but also awesome. I'm not quite ready for my Chemistry exam tomorrow, but I'll be ready soon, and I'm not worried about it at all. Confidence makes the difference on a lot of this stuff, that's for sure. Also, tomorrow at 7, we're playing JMU in the NCAA division I-AA semifinals, and it's going to be a phenominal game. I (luckily) was able to get a ticket, and am going to cheer until I can't talk anymore, because this game is so important. It's the first time we've ever made it to the semifinals, and we've had an awesome season as it is. So things are well in all those respects. Now the bullshit...
Remember in middle and high school, those kids who were the best at everything? Smart, played sports, got girls, etc.? I don't mean the jocks, because everyone thought they were assholes, but I mean the ones everybody liked because they seemed like great guys. They treated you nicely from time to time and it made you feel awesome. And then you found out that they didn't actually like you. And they didn't actually really like anyone. They just wanted your vote for class president, or whatever the hell else they were going for. You thought you were friends, even perhaps just a little bit, with them, but then they started acting like dickheads once they had what they needed. This is the kind of stuff that we find in movies about middle and high school. And in real life during middle and high school. In the real world, people betray you, but not in the same way. People are assholes, but not in the same way. This social dynamic is something you deal with for a few years of your secondary education and then you're done with it. Or so I thought.
Evidently, I was wrong. These three guys on my hall are doing much the same. Ever felt excluded by your own friends? Ever felt like they never really wanted you around in the first place? Welcome to my life. I have other fantastic friends on the hall, but that doesn't make this shit any better. For the most part, they seem relatively the same as individuals, but if you look hard, you see changes. One of them seems the same...he still hangs out, chats, makes the same jokes. Another one has turned his own bitterness onto me, giving me the looks he once gave others who pissed him off. Not to mention the allusions throughout conversation that just translate to "go away, I'm sick of you." The third has gone from charismatic and humorous to unappreciative, self-centered, and pigheaded. No matter how nice or funny my comments are, he essentially just ignores them. Better yet, he throws in a mean, smart-ass comment, that is clearly not in jest. And when they're together, all of this is just amplified. They're all smart, talented kids. Guys I once considered friends and once thought they'd be like my dad's college friends that he still talks about today. Guys who once seemed really funny and nice. But now they only laugh at each others' jokes. They have lots of fun together. Walk in on that, though, and you're Satan incarnate. I've done it a few times now, and I feel like absolute shit. I want to yell at them, but that's not going to help anything. I've talked to a few other people about it, and they've noticed too, but what can any of us do? The threesome is impenetrable. I guess I have a lot more to think about over break than I thought I would. Having to evaluate where to put your efforts of friendship is not a fun experience, but I think I need to recalibrate it all and stop wasting my time on the three of them, because every effort has yielded nothing for the past few months. I have the hope that maybe one of them will figure this out and tell the others to knock it the hell off, but I don't see that happening. Just another childish hope, I suppose. Somebody please help me out with this situation, whether you know exactly what/who I'm talking about or not. This is driving me insane, and it's too much for me to think about on my own I guess.
Daniel/Teasley