standing my ground

So I lived for almost six years, always thinking that I was the one who was wrong and apologizing for something that I didn't believe I had done; before it started getting on my nerves. All these years, when Katherine had fought with me and accused me of hurting her, Joan had stood by her most of the times and sort of agreed with her.

As long as we've known each other, Joan and I have never argued or fought with each other, except when she tried to put across Katherine's point of view which I never seemed to understand. For instance, there was this time when the three of us tried living together just for fun to see what living with roommates felt like. We didn't have to go through much trouble because there was an empty apartment that Katherine's grandparents owned and they both died a couple of years ago. Also, the apartment was furnished with bare minimum necessities. So living there was just fine with us because we got to live with our best friends. It was a minute's walk from where Katherine and her parents lived. So if we needed anything urgently, we could always rush over and get it, because the apartment we lived in didn't have everything!

about katherine

Two posts in one day?? I must have nothing else to do. Well, that may be correct. I am at home these days, not getting much done. Wanna call it a sabbatical? Yeah, let's do that. Sounds better than a jobless old maid - not that I am old - yet.

Anyway, continuing from the previous post, accepting Katherine's invitation to go with her to the other class during the break was the best decision of my life and I am really thankful to her that she asked me to come with her. I met a lot of people I had known since kindergarten, but was never really friends with because of my snob like attitude and a filthy mouth that I had all those years, and I don't blame them.

almost a decade ago...

I am going to start with one of the two stories about the friendships that I had and I lost; and I'm going to start with the one that is the oldest (also because the other one seems to be getting better :) so I don't want to talk badly about that.)

So I knew this girl - let's call her Katherine - right from my school days and I NEVER liked her. All throughout my school life she had been nothing but a pain, not only to me, also to quite a few people in our grade. She thought a little too much about herself than others would approve of and that led to ego clashes between her and a few other people. The fact that she used to top the class, didn't help her cause at all.

with friends like these, who needs enemies??

First of all, I am not a loner. I have a wholesome life with loads and I mean loads of people in it! But it has been so, that I have more guy friends than girls. Is it weird? I don't know.

It is not that I don't have girl friends, but there are very few of them that I can really open up to. I can count them on my finger tips. Come to think about it, it doesn't seem to be such a bad thing. You don't need a lot of close friends. Even if you have just one who is trustworthy, I guess that would be enough.

welcome aboard

You know what everyone does on their blog??? They write only about the good stuff that's been going on in their life and conveniently leave out the ugly things; and everyone reading their page thinks, "Wow! They have such a wonderful life! I wish I could live that way!"

Let me tell you, it is all bullshit! No one wants to air their dirty laundry! Especially not on their own blog where they want people to follow them and read their oh-so-awesome posts about their oh-so-awesome lives and leave nice comments. It doesn't happen that way.