The Truth About Frands

Ah yes, frands

I don't even know how to describe friends. Like who are they really? People you hang out with, you laugh with, you cry with, you talk with, you just do normal human behavioral stuff with. But there has to be a deep connection with these people. A little give and take. I don't know, I don't really grasp the concept of friends that well. I have friends. Like 10. But still... I'm not a big people person and I am so uber picky about everything so that explains a lot...

I love my friends. I really do. They are the best and are always there for me. But I feel like they aren't sometimes. Like when you are down in the dumps for weeks, and they never ask if everything is okay. Like they aren't observant to their best friend's attitude. I have 4 best friends. Like we all live close to each other, go to the same school, and basically do everything together. And it's great...until we started doing the same thing every time we hung out: watch movies or bake. I hate group baking. There I said it. I just hate that so much so lately I have been shutting down those plans to do that and the claws came out a little. But like c'mon, you are supposed to do fun, awesome stuff with your friends. Not this lazy ass shit of doing nothing but watching movies and baking. So that's how I have been feeling lately in our relationship. Just stuck in a rut, yet we are distancing, but I don't have an answer for that part.

And certain friends are so needy and clingy. And I ABHOR THAT OMFG. High-maintenance people who always want to do stuff but don't like planning it and blah blah blah. I just want to sit at home for a long weekend and pet my cat(s). It's little things that people do that irk me the most and being so demanding and needy is one of them. But I guess they are raised that way.

So yeah...that's a nutshell of how I feel towards frands.