Tuesday, January 27, 2009

him.

Him: Heidi, I need to talk to you. Its important.
Me: Okay...
Him: I can't do this anymore. Any of it.
Me: ?
Him: My parents wont let me use the phone at all, I have no internet, I'm grounded indefinately, I have no phone, and they're watching me at all the games, So I can't think of any way of talking to you.
Me: Oh...
Him: Heidi, We can't be friends anymore. I can't keep doing this to you. I'm so sorry...

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Thats what its all about.

preps.

I've always wondered if they're really happy.
I mean, yeah, they smile, but they smile glamourous smiles. smiles intended to make them look hot. don't they ever just smile because they're happy?

Or do they even know what happy is?

All the pictures I see of them are about the same:

Pushing their makeup-coated cheeks together, they flash a big, white, perfect smile for the camera.
Their versions of inside jokes usually consist of something like saying "i love you" at the same time, or "your mom" jokes.

I finally took the time to take a step back and realize what they really are. What they're really about. And it makes me all the more grateful that i'm not one of them.


I'm thankful i have this:
Why take a ":)" picture, when you could take a "xP" picture?
And i finally realized that true friendship may not always be glamourous,
At least not on the outside. But on the inside,

Friendship is beautiful.