Okay, so perhaps there maybe a dillema in this era of my life, then again it possibly could be brushed as a petty schoolgirl drama. Don't get me wrong, but I somehow adore drama, and little kids running around spreading selective information on others. Yet, it comes to mind if there is somewhere out there that I can somehwhat trust.

Everyday, I'd turn around and see best friends acting so familiar with each other, yet once the other left to personal needs or whatnot, the best friend starts to talk awry of them. They claim that their 'friend' now is 'fake' and 'two-face' when here they are acting as if they are the righteous one that aren't at fault.

At this instance, I ponder of the people around me, thinking whether or not they truly think I am their friend or some nuisance that happened to move here. I thought, that if these people are how they are to be, then what does it make me? The same thing as them? It's irrational for all this controversy running about. Yet, once I'm amongst these many people, I wonder if. . . I'm just like them?