Hello. I tend to enjoy writing my thoughts, and I thought I'll share this with you.
If you are the girl I so openly talk about, congratulations, and I hope you enjoy your newfound friends and personality.
(What I will now refer to as "The Dark Side"
I used to be really close with my best friend. We would do all sorts of things together, and it would always seem so fun, at the time. We took the bus home together. Of course, we had our ups and downs, but everyone does. They usually referred to this girl often putting on a separate personality in front of the girls she considered popular and cool. Especially in the lessons in which classes were split; I was in her group, but she would blatantly ignore me and talk only to the other girls. She had told me otherwise that, for example, she hated Taylor Swift, but when she is with these girls, Taylor Swift suddenly becomes the best singer in the world.
For the past week and a bit, we haven't been around each other at all. I quickly compromised with a different girl, but I know she isn't and can never be a true friend. Life was fine, it was cool, I was living averagely. She had been going on the train instead of the bus with me. And suddenly, today, I had to do the stupidest thing ever and ask her to walk and take the bus.
Sigh. At first, we had no conversation. Then she said:
"I might take the train if you don't start an interesting conversation."
"Well, I don't know what you are interested in now."
We carried on talking about all sorts of other things, but cold-heartedly. And she kept repeating, I like sarcasm. And humour.
And I had no idea what she was on about.
Later, she said, "Sophistication can sometimes be a bad thing." (she considers me sophisticated)
I asked how.
She said it can be patronising to the general public.
We had a debate about that.
Da de da de da....
On the bus.
She asked what percentage "we" are.
I said about 0.
She said in the negatives.
We had ANOTHER debate.....
She said, right now we are sort of frenemies. And she "can't be asked" to be frenemies.
I said to her, "Why are we beating around the bush?"
She said we're not.
She asked what percentage I'd like to be, I said I don't mind, but not above 80.
Da de da....
She said, "to get straight to the bottom line, I don't want to be friends."
GASP.
It stung, but not in a painful kind of way. It was, sort of, WHOA, that was abrupt.
But then, I said, "I told you we were beating around the bush."
She said we weren't. We were beating above the bottom line.
Of course, we had to have a debate about that, too.
She was about to get off the bus.
"Bye. Have fun." she said.
"With what?" I asked.
I never heard her reply.
I feel different now, sort of as if a dark, melancholy side as been taken away, yet I still need a different personality as well as my current one.
But there was no emotion, so I don't know.
If you are this girl and are reading this, as I said before, congratulations, and I hope you enjoy your newfound friends and personality.
If your intentions were the same as the ones you so duly respect, it hasn't worked.
But I'd like to remind you that roots are roots, no matter where the branches sway.
Until the tree has been pulled out completely, after which there is no turning back.
Be careful, girl. The world is too big for a small mind.
My, writing really is therapeutic.
If you are the girl I so openly talk about, congratulations, and I hope you enjoy your newfound friends and personality.
(What I will now refer to as "The Dark Side"
I used to be really close with my best friend. We would do all sorts of things together, and it would always seem so fun, at the time. We took the bus home together. Of course, we had our ups and downs, but everyone does. They usually referred to this girl often putting on a separate personality in front of the girls she considered popular and cool. Especially in the lessons in which classes were split; I was in her group, but she would blatantly ignore me and talk only to the other girls. She had told me otherwise that, for example, she hated Taylor Swift, but when she is with these girls, Taylor Swift suddenly becomes the best singer in the world.
For the past week and a bit, we haven't been around each other at all. I quickly compromised with a different girl, but I know she isn't and can never be a true friend. Life was fine, it was cool, I was living averagely. She had been going on the train instead of the bus with me. And suddenly, today, I had to do the stupidest thing ever and ask her to walk and take the bus.
Sigh. At first, we had no conversation. Then she said:
"I might take the train if you don't start an interesting conversation."
"Well, I don't know what you are interested in now."
We carried on talking about all sorts of other things, but cold-heartedly. And she kept repeating, I like sarcasm. And humour.
And I had no idea what she was on about.
Later, she said, "Sophistication can sometimes be a bad thing." (she considers me sophisticated)
I asked how.
She said it can be patronising to the general public.
We had a debate about that.
Da de da de da....
On the bus.
She asked what percentage "we" are.
I said about 0.
She said in the negatives.
We had ANOTHER debate.....
She said, right now we are sort of frenemies. And she "can't be asked" to be frenemies.
I said to her, "Why are we beating around the bush?"
She said we're not.
She asked what percentage I'd like to be, I said I don't mind, but not above 80.
Da de da....
She said, "to get straight to the bottom line, I don't want to be friends."
GASP.
It stung, but not in a painful kind of way. It was, sort of, WHOA, that was abrupt.
But then, I said, "I told you we were beating around the bush."
She said we weren't. We were beating above the bottom line.
Of course, we had to have a debate about that, too.
She was about to get off the bus.
"Bye. Have fun." she said.
"With what?" I asked.
I never heard her reply.
I feel different now, sort of as if a dark, melancholy side as been taken away, yet I still need a different personality as well as my current one.
But there was no emotion, so I don't know.
If you are this girl and are reading this, as I said before, congratulations, and I hope you enjoy your newfound friends and personality.
If your intentions were the same as the ones you so duly respect, it hasn't worked.
But I'd like to remind you that roots are roots, no matter where the branches sway.
Until the tree has been pulled out completely, after which there is no turning back.
Be careful, girl. The world is too big for a small mind.
My, writing really is therapeutic.
