Love Fool

I haven't talked to Fiona in a while. I don't know why. Just don't feel like it I guess. If she needed to talk she'd call me, so I guess she's alright. I don't feel bad about it. Sometimes we talk everyday for an hour or two and then we just kinda need some space. But it's not just between us. Winnie and Fiona have had a kind of fallout too.

I don't know about that. I understand that Winnie needs constant pushing to do the things that she wants to do. But I think Fiona is just using that as an excuse to justify her actions. The truth is, I think Fiona is just angry that someobody finally told her that she tends to shape things the way she wants to when she recounts events.

You see, (and I KNOW she'll kill me for blogging this, but nobody reads it anyway... hopefully) Fiona likes to alter reality the way she sees fit. For example, everytime we talk she'd tell me about something something 'Iono. I forget.' After pestering her she still insists that she cannot remember. Then later on she'd reveal a little more information when she felt like it, and when i accused her of knowing more than she told me she'd say 'Oh I remember now' or 'I dont remember any more than that'. Its that conservation of basic info that makes it hard to deal with Fiona.

But its not just that. The whole reason Winnie and Fiona are tiffing is because Fiona can't keep her talk straight. I'm totally in for gossiping if its all pretty much true. That's the fun part. It's like a game of information. But anybody can make up their own so the second it start twisting and contorting into bad lies, I don't like it. Fiona's used to be easy slips, but now they've turned into whole conversations that never took place. That's just lying because you're bored. Well I do that too, but that's just for good stories. You're no supposed to make up info so that you can get away with stuff.

I guess, in the end, we're all just acting like children. Winnie for needing constant pushing, Fiona for being disingenuous, and me for being, well, me. I hope those two grow up, they'll need it. As for me, I don't think I will ever growup or want to. Simple as that. But one thing will always be true. I love my friends. I just hope they love me, too.