I can totally relate, Standalone. I made the HUGE mistake of giving up the true good things in my life to hang out with my "cool" friends in high school. I always got good grades, did extracurriculars, etc. but I gave them up to fit in. I did become really popular junior and senior years, but at the expense of my real friends and whatever talents I had. I mean, I still never did badly, but I know I could have put all that wasted time and effort into something amazing. Now those friends that I gave everything up for maybe call a few times a year, or not at all. I hate picking up the phone and calling them because I always hear the same bullshit. The "oh yeah, we should hang out," or the, "I'll call you tomorrow." Those calls never come, or they come when everyone has already been hanging out for hours. So, like a fool, I used to drive my ass to wherever they were only to realize the real party was over and everyone was just sitting around and ready to go home. Now I don't call or bother to show up. I'm pretty shy, but I've called them out on it a few times. They just say, "you should have called," or "I didn't know you were in town!" UGH it makes me so mad to even think about it. I don't really care about birthdays and such, but we used to have this tradition of surprising each other on our birthdays. Somehow, this surprise only happened to me once in the many years that we all knew each other. In fact, the only time they ever came over to say hey was when MY PARENTS CALLED THEM and told them to show up. They always show up when there's anything in it for them, because my parents took us all out to dinner, got us a limo, and VIP reservations at a club. I felt so awful that my awesome parents did all that for a pathetic loser like me, to make me feel like I really had good friends. But it was good, in the end, to finally let me know that such pursuits of superficial friendships aren't worth jack. Whenever I come home from college now, I spend most of my time with my parents, and a few old friends that I seldom saw in my popular days- The REAL friends. It pisses me off to see the fake friends doing so well, however- maybe I'm just jealous. But I'm doing well now, despite the lack of a social life.