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Monday, October 08, 2007

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The Second Summer of the Sisterhood (Sisterhood of Traveling Pants, Book 2)
By Ann Brashares
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Enough

well the truth is .. I'm tired of it all.. I mean. I hate it. I hate everything. I have my so called friends. All of them. I mean, Would they care to like SHUT UP for an instance. I hate the fact that they back stab each other. The both of them... I mean would they care not dragging me into their problems??? Sometimes i wish we never met! They talk about each other behind each others backs and make me promise not to tell. I mean whats their problem?!?! I don't even trust them anymore. And me being myself, I don't tell the other person. but I get hurt deep inside... I'm tired of it all. I want to believe that they are still those two I met ago. I mean They both have the same problem! They don't stick to their promises. Thats why i wrote it in our so called 'rule book'. When they saw it they were like 'what the hell??', 'what kind of rule is that?!?!' I guess they don't understand being honest or staying true to you're word.. I really want to believe in them. That they are still good no matter what... I guess I'm wrong. I guess sometime there is just no hope for a person.. But I keep on trying and I'll keep on believing in them... But it's so hard... I also regret that I'm such a pushover. They keep on using me, Exploiting me in little ways. They always drag me down or stop me from what I want to do, have to do, or wish to do and instead they want me to side with them in a fight i don't think is going to end. Is that what you call true friends? I don't think so...  I guess I just got so full.. I couldn't keep it all inside. I couldn't keep my feelings all bottled up. I feel so tired... from the lack of sleep maybe...or maybe because i keep myself bottled up. Usually after I read and entry like this I would say she might not have done what she should have. Maybe thats the case but I guess now I know how they feel. The feeling of regret and frustration in one. I guess I had enough of my life...


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