THE GODS MUST BE CRAZY

Things have changed a lot since two months ago. Back then, I used to think that she was completely bonkers. She used to be a person who was too forward, too perky to be something just natural. Someone who found it okay to just be friends with everyone no matter what. What a weirdo.

Wait, hahaha, I still think that way.

But truth is, I guess there's also a reason why I read her to easily. Maybe it's the fact that I was... somehow, the same. I guess I recognized that somehow, back then, I was the same. I guess I just got luckier. I was also lonely. I needed friends. Yes, you could say I was really desperate for some social interaction. Good thing, I found some before I completely broke down.

So what about her?

I became worried when people were discussing her and what she does in class. It was not meant to insult her, (..yeah), never, but still, hearing how some people thought of her was really disheartening. It really made me think about things. It's likely that, if things happened in a different way, I would have been in her shoes and her in mine. If I haven't found my friends, would people be talking about me this way? Like I was something like a liability in a system? Like I was someone you'd only say hi to when you're forced to? Like... like you're just someone you know?

Recently, she's been hanging out with me and my friends. I've been trying to get some of them to really be nice to her, even if it's somehow costing me on my rep (BFF!!!). I don't know if this is a good thing. After all, there's really no major change. But, still, there's something gradually changing as time moves on.

I don't know if it was a smart choice. All I know is that, for me, it was a right choice.

The fates pulled a fast one. I didn't see these changes coming. But, come hell or high water, I'm prepared to accept whatever may or may not happen. I'm prepared to accept that I have to do something about it. I'm prepared to accept... her... as a friend.

So, here's to you. May our time together be something we won't drown in alcohol.

^__^

A TRIBUTE TO DITZYEAH!...

Maybe it's just the milk talking...

...but I'm not really all for backstabbing this one person.

There's this one girl in our class who, shall we say, is special. There might be a lot about her that's seemingly weird or idiosycratic, but maybe that's the way she is.

Ditzyeah! is the type of person most people would just act nice to, but act different behind her back. They say she's just annoying with the way she would force herself into a conversation, the way she'd hug or wink at you for the most random of reasons or that she's faking all of the above just to get some attention.

I don't believe that...

Truth be told, even though I find her a bit... troublesome, she manages to still etch a mark, a smile on to your face whether she was conscious about it or not. I don 't really know her that well.

Suppose she is doing it for the attention, I personally think there's nothing wrong with that. After all, I'm sort of the same. Maybe she really needs the attention, because maybe she lacks it where it's supposed to come from, so maybe that's why she's working extra hard to get some. Maybe she just really likes the people. Maybe it's a passing phase. Maybe she's trying to find herself and grow up to be a better person. Or maybe I just need to see her in a new light, that she just really wants to share something nice and be my friend.

Sigh.

Hehe. That's a lot of maybes. But then again, maybe not.

I don't know.

Maybe it's just the milk talking...