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Jenny (smileyface) |
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WeBlog Guide: Jenny
Friendship Legacy: I think my friends will look back and recall a kind of funny girl who had a good sense of humor.
Something You Should Know About Me: It’s important for me to be popular. |
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Time to Move On
Ok, Louisa’s still nice to me, I guess. But I don’t really want to hang out with her anymore. Part of it is, I don’t completely trust her. Plus, we don’t have much in common. I don’t want our friendship to end badly, but I have no idea what I should do now.
[Think!]
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Don’t say or write anything that you might regret later. It’s a good idea not to text, IM, or argue when you’re angry or hurt—like I was when my former BFF didn’t list my name under “best friends” on her blog. I’d been getting the impression she was trying to ditch me for a while, anyway, but when I saw that, I posted something really mean on her site, which of course is there to this day. She’ll never forgive me, and although I no longer want her as my BFF, that post makes me look really bad.
Posted Sunday Jan 7, 7:27pm by nessaknos |
In ninth grade, I joined the basketball team, and my life changed. It turns out I had a real talent for rebounding, so I became one of the starters, but that meant a lot of time spent practicing. All my friends at that point were into girly things, like shopping every weekend and sleepovers so someone could get a “makeover” by everyone else. It actually was kind of easy to explain to them that I wasn’t rejecting them. I just discovered I loved basketball. I promised them once the season was over I’d be back at the sleepovers, but you know what? They sort of moved on, and so did I. Now we’re friendly, but not friends. They cheer for me at games, and I compliment them on their clothes. I’m glad we parted without hard feelings.
Posted Thursday Jan 11, 5:13pm by bbgirl |
This year has been a miserable one for me. I feel like a total outcast because my parents got divorced and suddenly my mom is really broke. I have to bring my lunch to school, and my wardrobe has been completely downscaled. My former “friends” couldn’t be less understanding. One of them actually asked if I got a new credit card to Goodwill! My older sister told me to try and ignore them, because you will be more likely to say something you don’t mean if you respond out of emotion. She said screaming at them or crying in front of them will just make things worse. So, I took her advice and considered the alternatives. I gradually made some new friends, and when one of my old friends asked why I never hung out with them, I was honest. I told her my life was a lot different than theirs now, and I couldn’t afford to do a lot of the things I did before. She looked embarrassed. I’m glad—at least she cared enough to feel a little bit bad.
Posted Thursday Jan 18, 4:17pm by jancan |
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