6'o

Yes, I'm that girl you love to hate...
...I'm the one you wish everything bad for ...
Or maybe you like me...
Maybe you like 'somethng' about me...

Or maybe you hate the way, everything I do seems like I'm looking for attention..
Or perhaps that every blog, seem's so sad-lonely and surpressed... depressed...emotional.

Today it's the same old story. I have way too many people I call my bestfriends. It's sad isnt it? Especially when your supposed to have just one or two maybe? Or three or four if it's seriously genuine.
We were a group of 6 and we were inseperable. We had our moments, where we drifted and bunched amongst ourselves, making groups of two's or maybe four here and two on the other side... Well, but we had some good times together.

And then we split. Coz one of us left to australia, another two got split into different classes cause they were science students, one left school to work, one went to another school for her 12th, and I remained pretty much, alone.
Time got divided, spread out and in the end, pretty much dissappeared. We couldnt stand the thought of being without each other and spoke about growing up and living together, and then, we pretty much didnt know the other existed.

Who's fault was it? Mine. And I'm sure they're saying the same thing to themselves. This is not a 'I'm sorry' blog. This is a 'Maybe...thing's wouldve been different somehow...'

Maybe when we bump into each other, we'll pretend we don't know who the other is, we'll pretend we don't know each other's name, we'll say sorry and walk off...

Or maybe,
We'll 'hug'.

Just maybe...