Let's see how many people I can become friends/make up with with in 24 hours.

Oct 06, 2005 23:27

Today I talked to a friend of mine I hadn't seen for months. We were so close for years. She and I did everything together, though we were always an unlikely couple. She was beautiful, popular, self assured... and I was the exact opposite. But that didn't matter to us. We were closer than many sisters.

Then we hit highschool. She found her circle of bitchy, popular friends... and became like them. I found my friends, too; all the gay guys, goth chicks, geeks, weirdos... basically everyone who is frowned upon by the rest of our school.

And she and I drifted apart.

Last night, after four months of not saying a word to each other, we finally talked. She even initiated the conversation, and we discussed what the hell went wrong. She apologised for being a bitch and getting mixed up with the wrong people; I apologised for jumping to the conclusion that since she had new, cooler friends, she wouldn't want to hang out with me anymore. Then when I talked to her today at school, it was like talking to a fucking stranger. If I want to try and get our friendship back on track, we're going to have to start from scratch. I don't even know who she is anymore.

Is it worth it? Am I just gonna get hurt again?

I also talked to a good friend's ex-boyfriend. He and I have one class together, but sit way the hell on opposite sides of the room... we talk on MSN all the time, but hardly ever at school. The guy is nice, funny, and smart, but he doesnt have that many friends... so I basically told him that if he wants a friend he knows where to find me.

I think he might just take me up on that offer.

And then the guy I talked about in my previous post? I talked to him today. Just briefly, but I did. He also leaves a lot of comments on my website, just saying hi, wondering how I am. Also, when this one ass was harrassing me about my boyfriend on myspace, he offered to do some fancy computer stuff and try to figure out who the idiot was. Am I reading to much into this?

I honestly don't hate the kid. I should, but I don't. I just wish I knew what he feels about me.

And that's enough teenage angsting for me. Off to do work. Tata. ♥
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