Monday, 28 March 2011

Dear B, T and V...

Dear You Guys,

You three are I guess what I'd call my best friends; the three girls who've always stuck together with me in our own isolated little group away from the others. We'd bitch about the sluts in our year and have our own girly sleepovers and shopping trips. It was perfect for a while.
For a while.
That was when things changed, I guess. You all stayed liking the same kind of R'n'B music, the same kind of 'cute, and muscly' guys, the same sickeningly pretty clothes. I moved into my own genre of rock/punk music, fell for 'cute emo' guys and started wearing band tee's and skinnies. You all told me I was being stupid, and that my taste was crap, and asked me why I didn't like X factor, or mainstream music. I hate all that stuff. You insulted every part of my taste and my own personal choices, whilst bragging and constantly talking about your own.That made me feel worse, but I'd never change, not for anyone.

And the way you talk about boys too. It's always The Wanted, or some guy off a TV show... Chuck Bass, Matt Lanter... all people I've only heard of in conversations I've never participated in. I'd rather fantasise over Billie Joe Armstrong, Matt Bellamy or Josh Farro to name a few.

Another thing that really irks me is the way that you said, T, that you refuse to go to an upcoming party simply because nobody good will be there? Nobody good? What about our friends, eh? Just because there are no upper sixth formers there, doesn't mean the people there are going to be boring. Just because there's no fit guys (in your eyes anyway) with potential, to stare at all night, doesn't mean the party will be crap. These are the people we call our friends, who we've known far longer than any of your precious 'fit' upper sixth 'mates.' I simply cannot believe you sometimes.

And seriously, B, he dumped you so long ago... please... please stop stalking his every move, and following every single girl he talks to. It's getting to the point of annoying, and you know it. I love you, but it's obsessive. Please, I swear I wasn't ever like that, even when I was in the same situation as you're in now.

Sorry for the rant, I know there is so much more I could say, but I guess I've bitched enough about my 'friends' for one day. I'm not really a harsh person.

Love J.x

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