Beyond Selidor

Yeah, I've never been able to figure it out either. I generally believe that honesty is better (even if it's cruel), but in those days she could easily have just left and our friendship would've faded away, seeing as the internet was in no way a big part of our lives. She tried to add me on Facebook about two years ago and I just ignored it. It's not that I care what happened anymore, it's just that in no way, shape or form can we be described as 'friends', and it seems dishonest to put ourselves into a situation where that description could be applied to us.

I agree with you about Year Eight. It was my sister's worst year as well. There's something about it that turns teenage girls into beasts. I remember you telling me about the stuff that happened with you and your friends - it's so disgraceful. It's weird how everyone just calmed down and grew up in Year Nine.