why yes... i am the girl who picked at her scabs...
since when did everyone decide that they can't talk to anyone? i'm being so serious, how can you call your best friend your best friend if you don't tell each other simple things like what you got up to in a day? sure, in these two friends cases i'm sure there would have been times when boy... you'd feel better if you were left in the dark about said friends activities, but to not have the choice to tell your friend you'd rather not know? did that make sense? well basically i'm saying, i could tell my best friends anything because i feel comfortable in the fact that yes, they may not like what i'm doing but they accept me as i am and they always have the option of going 'hey, that's cool and everything but the next time you do something like that could you just... not mention it to me?' the option is there, the option is aaaaaaaalways there for the friends i love and trust.
but lately, i'm being told left, right and centre, 'do not tell so and so this and that'... it's like, do these people not realise who i am? it will come out eventually and it's not even that big of an issue but whatever, if i have a big secret i'll let everyone else have their big secrets too... they're just not allowed to probe me when i'm being all scretive. they lost their probing rights. probing rights gone.
on the not so light-hearted side, it's sad because it seems like there aren't any genuine friends anymore. if one friend knows that another friend is going to get seriously hurt, and the argument their having is SO stupid, i personally think they should inform that friend to watch their back, even if said friend was being snakey and back stabbey and all those things a good friend shouldn't be. but once again, it's not my business, my hands are tied and i shall sit here, being good and pretending i don't know what's going on.
my week was busy. i can honestly say i liked the craziness of it all, even though i wasn't with friends half the time. no... more than half the time, but considering most of my friends are getting on my last nerve at the moment i didn't mind. i did mind the whole, not being able to see my grandma for the whooooole week but what can i say - it was hot and i was tired by the end of what i was doing. not to mention i'm pretty sure my grandma would have not approved of my wardrobe at least... three times this week :| the male world did though, a lot, which is why i know she wouldn't have.
i found out i am going to be moving into a hostel within the next couple of weeks... did i mention that? i don't remember what i mentioned but basically i was meant to be approved for one this week gone, but the vacancies were for males. SOOOO, the next female vacancy to come from this hostel is all mine. I'm amused, the hostel i'm considered for is the same circle of hostels that anton moves around in. he can never know - and before we consider me a hypocrite he's not my best friend, not even close, so yes i can keep secrets from him. he just doesn't know i can.
i need to find out what's happening with my laptop, i miss paint shop pro and music to call my own and being able to save all my many...many passwords /)_o; not to mention i'm suffering general withdrawal from the internet anyway. once i know how long i'm going without a laptop for i shall be able to know whether a vacation notice is necessary for hprpg or not.
and now... for my finale woe is me statement, my love life? a mess, a huge stinking mess. don't get me wrong, i've never been happier but...oh i can't even explain because it falls under the category of things i can't tell lately ._. i really hope college will get me out of this mess, maybe i'll meet a boy whose baggage won't pose a problem for me, him, my friends... it will just be good.
but lately, i'm being told left, right and centre, 'do not tell so and so this and that'... it's like, do these people not realise who i am? it will come out eventually and it's not even that big of an issue but whatever, if i have a big secret i'll let everyone else have their big secrets too... they're just not allowed to probe me when i'm being all scretive. they lost their probing rights. probing rights gone.
on the not so light-hearted side, it's sad because it seems like there aren't any genuine friends anymore. if one friend knows that another friend is going to get seriously hurt, and the argument their having is SO stupid, i personally think they should inform that friend to watch their back, even if said friend was being snakey and back stabbey and all those things a good friend shouldn't be. but once again, it's not my business, my hands are tied and i shall sit here, being good and pretending i don't know what's going on.
my week was busy. i can honestly say i liked the craziness of it all, even though i wasn't with friends half the time. no... more than half the time, but considering most of my friends are getting on my last nerve at the moment i didn't mind. i did mind the whole, not being able to see my grandma for the whooooole week but what can i say - it was hot and i was tired by the end of what i was doing. not to mention i'm pretty sure my grandma would have not approved of my wardrobe at least... three times this week :| the male world did though, a lot, which is why i know she wouldn't have.
i found out i am going to be moving into a hostel within the next couple of weeks... did i mention that? i don't remember what i mentioned but basically i was meant to be approved for one this week gone, but the vacancies were for males. SOOOO, the next female vacancy to come from this hostel is all mine. I'm amused, the hostel i'm considered for is the same circle of hostels that anton moves around in. he can never know - and before we consider me a hypocrite he's not my best friend, not even close, so yes i can keep secrets from him. he just doesn't know i can.
i need to find out what's happening with my laptop, i miss paint shop pro and music to call my own and being able to save all my many...many passwords /)_o; not to mention i'm suffering general withdrawal from the internet anyway. once i know how long i'm going without a laptop for i shall be able to know whether a vacation notice is necessary for hprpg or not.
and now... for my finale woe is me statement, my love life? a mess, a huge stinking mess. don't get me wrong, i've never been happier but...oh i can't even explain because it falls under the category of things i can't tell lately ._. i really hope college will get me out of this mess, maybe i'll meet a boy whose baggage won't pose a problem for me, him, my friends... it will just be good.