this is the life you'd love to lead
friends
Friday, December 29, 2006 2:42 PM
looking back at my old mail (which i never had the heart to delete) it was pretty clear who my friends were. ciara, catherine, kriska. especially ciara. we would email each other everything from pictures of shoes, ourselves, even information on our crushes. she would call me everyday and somehow we never ran out of things to talk about. she would call me even before i woke up. if i didnt get her call, i would call her myself. its weird. how that relationship fell apart. we had a fight one day. something i did that was blown way out of proportion by her. the calls stopped. we didnt talk much because she refused to talk to me. sigh. we made up eventually. but it wasnt the same. the calls never came back. if i called her or she called me it would be about school projects and stuff like that. nothing friendly. the emails didn't stop though. because it was fun. =) there was so much drama during my sixth grade. my friend venezhia told us to stop talking to ciara because she was a 'bestfriend stealer'. i had to admit there was some truth in this. but not reason enough to stop talking to her. i felt guilty that we ignored ciara and didnt let her join in on conversations. but that guilt seemed to have washed away because venezhia kept reminding us that we were supposed to 'hate' her. =) *venezhia has signed in on ym* it must have been horrible for her. i knew she knew we were bestfriends...if not close friends. we talked to each other daily and emailed and ym'd. that was really horrible. all because of peer pressure and the need to fit in. if you get what i mean from i what i said about venezhia. but that was way in the past. now, surprisingly, ciara and venezhia get along great. venezhia said ciara changed, for the better i suppose. i miss my old friendship with her. i feel like she was the one who brought out the girly girly girly side in me. the one who talked about clothes and shoes and stuff like that. i wish it could be brought back but who knows, maybe wishes come true =)
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