The thing about girls is… they’re bitches. Yeah, I know there are some real dolls out there, but overall females have this streak running right under the skin that just flashes crazy all over the place. I can recognize this in myself, and I sure as hell have seen it in other girls, women, whatever.
I really think there is opportunity for some fantastic relationships between women, but a lot of the time something goes horribly wrong and the friendship is turned in to this thing where there is the “on-the-surface” friendship and the “behind-the-back” friendship and the “below-the-belt” friendship and whatever else you can come up with. So many facets, so many faces, it’s hard to keep track of it all.
There’s this girl who I’ve practically grown up with. Known her since I was 12, went to junior high and high school with her. I moved off to college and didn’t speak to her, or really any of the people I knew, all that much while I was gone, but when I moved back home we became very close. Thisclose. Super close. We hung out all the time and had all kinds of fun getting in trouble together. She started going through some major boyfriend trouble and I was there for her, partied with her when she needed to party, talked with her when she needed to talk.
THEN. Whoa, then… I did the unthinkable… I got myself a boyfriend. “How could you do this, Alexandra?” you might ask, “how could you commit such a friendship crime?” And my answer would be: I don’t know. I don’t know what came over me.
That’s when the drama started. Stupid shit, too. Spreading inane rumors. Getting people to not add my boyfriend on Facebook (what the fuck is that about anyway?). I mean, really, this is the kind of stuff I would expect in high school. But now? Get over it. Wah wah you don’t have a man friend and I do. There was a time when it was the other way around and I don’t remember getting my panties all in a twist about it.
Anyway, the drama resolved itself (again, this is probably one of those “on-the-surface” things, but I don’t go poking rabid dogs when I don’t have to) and we’re friends again, although nowhere near as close as we once were. BUT I have seen other superclose girlfriends go through this same thing a lot recently. I just wonder, what’s the point with all that? Why can’t we all just get along and support each other when needed, have laughs together, all that good stuff? Can girls really just not be that close relationship-wise?
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Flowchart of the Day: Are you happy?
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This really struck me today since I’ve decided that after the hellish month that was August I have to MAKE September be better. I’m turnin’ it around!](http://www.typcut.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Areyouhappy_a2_web_1024.jpg)
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Clip + Save of the Day: In case of flu, consult this chart.
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Haha slow and delicious people…](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kpau9sRu3a1qzpwi0o1_500.png)
