Things are not always what they seem.
What I’ve realized is that people here,who you call friends are just that. They are people who you CALL your friends. Sounds superficial doesn’t it ?
Like when your sitting alone and none of the people you call your friends come up and sit with you to make sure you are okay. Or when you don’t show up for an activity and the people who you call friends don’t notice.
When your stuck in the Dish dying of food poisoning for two days straight and the people you call friends don’t come and visit you. During vacation when you promise to keep in touch and the people you call friends don’t even reply to online messages.
What about the people you don’t really call friends ?
That random tomboy whose locker is right next to yours who you always exchange a few words with and even though you hardly know her she knows when something is wrong by just looking at your expression. The aimless french wanderer who is always there when you don’t have anyone to sit with or are in a broody mood. The smart senior who you always have tea with and express random feelings about the world,college and the IB with. The one who gives you advice.
The maggie haired smart child who you bitch about the drama production with or complain about your workload with.
Or the big british boy who randomly gives you a huge hug just when your not expecting it. And although you act like you hate it you like the fact that he cared. The roommate you are about to abandon for the people you call your friends and who has always been there for you.
The ones you have strange bonds with but never really have the time or even take the effort to get to know.
Strange isnt it.
Yet somehow those random people are the ones that seem to be there when you most need someone.
Funny how they are just acquaintances.