||[Dec. 14th, 2007|10:54 pm]
What's mature, really?
Is it mature to post mean things about people
On a livejournal after accosting them
For saying mean things about you behind your back?
Is it mature to respond to such a post
Indirectly through my own livejournal?
But this is what I'm feeling right now,
So I'm going to write about.
And I'm not going to pretend
To hide who I'm talking about
And act like nobody knows what's going on.
I have nothing to hide.
Obviously, we have very different views of maturity.
Getting drunk, living recklessly, and making bad decisions?
That's not maturity.
That's being an average, stupid teenager.
Though I'm sure you must know much more about maturity,
Since you've been alive a whopping six months longer than me.
I'm not going to lie.
I briefly discussed with Lindsey
That I thought Laura was mean to Gayle.
It was a two-minute conversation.
I've had more in-depth discussions about underwear.
It was not a big deal.
It was nothing to freak out about.
And the 15-year-old drama?
There's been no drama until you made some.
So congratulations for "stooping to our level".
Friends move apart.
I understand that.
It can be handled maturely.
Everyone seemed perfectly fine going their own ways.
However, there's no need to erase the past.
We've all been through alot together.
We went through boys and crappy teachers and
Self-esteem issues and shitty friends.
We may not connect now,
But that doesn't mean we never did.
It's unecessary to ignore years of friendship
And to be rude to those who once
Loved and cared about you.
But you know what?
I don't really care that much.
I don't know what universe you're wrapped up in,
But I have a life outside of Laura.
And after this blows over,
I'll move on.
I have friends that love me
And I love myself the way I am.
I'm going to continue making good decisions
And not impulsively living only for the moment.
Because I'm mature enough to realize
That there's life besides me and right now.
Forever is half a moment away.