EXPOSED ft. Erica

Dear Diary,

19.02.15

Like I mentioned in my first post - I plan on writing about everything and anything. I have decided to start a new series on my blog called "Exposed". In this series, I feature a friend on my blog and ask them to write anything they want! It could be a little bit about what they think of me, their favourite memory of us, and something a little meaningful (advice - not to me but about life in general, life morals, etc.) they wish to share. I have decided to called this series Exposed because my friends play a huge part in my life, and perhaps sometimes, they know more about me than I do. So not only am I sharing the very fine details of my life with you guys, but my friends are also helping me learn more about who I am and where I stand in life. 

Love,

The Miss Diaries

ERICA IS GOING TO TAKE OVER NOW! BYE! ;)

Erica and I at our Year 11 Informal - good times...

20.02.15

Without too much cheese I'll write this in the most simplest and deepest manner. 

Friends come and go and of course after high school, we all go our separate ways. As much as I want to say, WE R FWENDZ 4LYFE, its something that I have no control over. 

On another page, this bunch of people that I see everyday (5 school days) have suddenly become a part of my life, especially this chapter and that's one thing that would never change. 

Yes we have uni and yes it will all be different and yes we will eventually find new friends to hang out but of course I would never be able to experience this great friendship again. 

I enjoy moments where we look at each other and go 'yep yep yep gotcha' as if telepathy actually exists!

I enjoy the moments of Mr A, B , C , D, E, HAHA and more as we become great stalkers. 

I enjoy the moments in class. Especially biology and prac work.

I enjoy the laughing that I share with you and the others. Just cos we weird. 

I enjoy that camp night. Along with a few other ppl, I enjoy talking about feelings that should be shared only when necessary haha. 

There are simply too many moments that I could've missed but funnily enough the one I'm most fond of is our last camp together, bush walking. That track was the deadliest and I'm sure you have the worst memories there hahah but at that time I knew I couldn't leave you alone and dramatic as it sounds I was happy we made it out alive (even tho I was no help. Thanks AH). 

This is not the end. Trust. We have a vacation afterwards just for the soulmates xoxo

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What can I say. 

I wouldn't say this is MY favorite memory/moment but it could be hers (who knows hahah :P) 

But if I remember correctly in our early junior years at hs, having to face the utterly MOST difficult situation ever was having to choose between who to sit. And yes, at that age, I was struggling to make the "right" decisions because honestly pleasing two people is harder than you think. You could easily tell who stayed by my side ("or won") HAHAHAHA and I guess that was one of the moments that I'll remember and cherish forever. How one childish giggling over the table moving can lead us to where we are now.. Buddies who have countless of baes. I have one. She has more. (That's right. I said it. Choose one pls HAHA)  
There are many things I could say, but I'll end it here or else I'll have nothing else to say in my letter geez. But, I'm sorry and thank you. I'll leave it as that for her to think about why

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"Sometimes no matter how hard i try, some things hold me back from moving on. A lingering moment, the false hope and i fall back a few steps."

I blame the mind. The mind constantly filled with unrealistic thoughts that yes, maybe one day, it'll be the same again. So many unanswered questions start to pile up and then you ask yourself the most trivial yet important question. Why?
Blaming yourself as if you had any control over it and blaming them for not treating the situation differently.

But, 'if only' comes into play.
If only this. If only that.

And, 'what if.'
What if this. What if that.

Stop lingering and move on, she said.
Don't worry, it's just a phase, he said.

What a jerk.

I forgave this jerk.