Life as I know it.

Boring. Uneventful. Worrysome.

But that's why waiting was created. You have to wait for something exciting to come and carry you away.
I, my dearies, can not wait for this to happen.
Maybe It will be my first year of high school.
Although, I feel it should be my first year of retirement.

High school.
It's getting closer and closer. And Im not sure if im nervous. Or happy. Or sad. Maybe, Im just confused.
Confused? Really?


Anyway. A little shout out to my favorite blog writer(:
RainboRevolver!

How ironic you would write about your situaution with your friends.
Because Im the brunette.
And for awhile I have been so afraid of how the you in my situation feels.
I hate inconveniencing people. Everytime we hang out, I feel so bad.
I feel like she is thinking:
Who does she think she is? How is she going to march into my best friends life and be such great friends with her?
HELLO!
She is my best friend. Since third grade. Find someone else.

But she is my best friend, too. And she will be for a long time.

The you and me have grown into super good friends over the last two years. I'm not even sure she thinks that. But even if she did, as you are now, I wouldn't back off. And most likely the brunette won't either.

I hope this helped and you aren't angry that I wrote it.
I'm just trying to help you.

Remember!
Brunette, unlike me, sounds like she wants you out.
Show her you are not going anywhere.
But try to include her and yourself, to make blonde happy.
Try to be friends?

(: