talking to tammy today made be remember the events of last winter break. my friend sabrina and i had started to meet some new people and we chilled with them all of our two weeks off of school. it was like our little clique of pals. we’d meet up, party, and talk. i look at that group of friends now and see us spread apart and ignorant and perhaps indifferent to the others’ lives. i wonder why we stopped enjoying each other’s company. so tammy told me that one of the guys that i used to chill with over that same winter break was questioning her about me, asking why i wasn’t talking to him anymore. (it’s strange how i only hear about this over one year later.) and then to another friend of mine, the same guy confided that i was “being a bitch” to him.

now this makes me wonder (yet again), what exactly constitutes “being a bitch?” people drift apart and retain the experiences and good times from those old friends. and just because two individuals change and float along destiny’s path in life for them, it doesn’t mean that they still do not have those memories. so i’m a bitch now that i have moved on with my life. and that makes me mean-spirited. another pondering: would i still want the people who assume this about me even in my life presently?

auld lang syne, i think i’ve solved the puzzle.