Well, things have been interesting over the past few weeks. I'm finding out more and more how much I don't like my friends. I used to like them all very much, but somewhere along the line, they changed. Or maybe I did. Either way, they don't hold the same appeal to me, anymore. I miss the times when we weren't worrying about what guys thought of us. That's alter's so many people's personalities. I made a friend at the start of the year, we'll call her Caity because that's her name, who was smart, very smart, and funny. She was quick witty and intune with who she was. She didn't do anything to please anyone, yet everyone was happy with her. She dressed modestly so at first, you didn't realize how pretty she was. I met her almost a year ago. If you were to look at her now the only thing you would notice is her beauty. She's lost her spark. I think she started acting stupid and ditzy for attention from guys, and now it's become a part of her. She can't turn it on and off anymore. The switch is stuck, ya know? Her sense of humor is lacking. She doesn't make jokes, but she does laugh at them. She always seems so blank. Her modesty is dress has disappeared completely. We went to the movies the other day and she had on a black belly shirt. I'm not talking an inch of skin between your shirt and pants, this was above her navel. From the other end, you got cleavage. She looked like a whore. I hate saying that, but it ws the first think I thought when I saw her.
The people I like best are the ones that know themselves. The ones who think. The observers.

Alright, done with that.
What a great first entry, right?