The First One

I haven't updated my blog in ages, and I blame it on everything that's going on around me as well as my poor time management. See? I don't go around blaming people, though I DO sometimes blame them for making my life miserable when it isn't necessary to do so.

Y'know, being away for two months and then coming back has taught me heaps of things.

You see, I pretty much isolated myself when I was there, yet there are a few friends who are really cool and made the effort to keep in contact. On second thought, 'a few' isn't the right word. Perhaps one. Or two. But for now there's only one I can list from the top of my head who truly made an effort to keep in contact. And that's saying a lot, cause that friend isn't someone who goes to great lengths to show her feelings and stuff like that.

So I was pretty touched. And that's brought us even closer, I should think.

And then, I realised that I've lost quite a few people as well.

These people started off as friends, then became distant friends and then they became people who seemed more than eager to shut me out of their lives. Maybe it's because we weren't the type of people who could come together as friends in the first place, which is why things fell apart.

Then again, maybe that's just the way things happen.

People come and go, and that's a norm of life.

But it doesn't stop you from being disappointed to have spent your time getting to know these people only to find out that they don't really care.

Nevertheless, it's all a part of the growing process.

There are some friends that you really want to keep, maybe just a small handful, and some who come and go because they happen to pass by your life at the moment, and when the time comes for us to move on, they move on too.

So yeah. I've learned to realise even better than I did before who's real and who isn't.

The Carmenata.