"Give me your pudding-pop and I'll play ball with you."

                           Do you remember elementary school? How children would compete to be each others "best friends"? You would do anything just for them to sit by you at the lunch table, give them your pudding cup just so they would play a game of kickball with you. The little, kid-ish acts of my elementary years were, well, quite embarrassing. I even remember jumping off of the tallest slide just so my "friend" would tell another girl that she was my best friend and not hers. I'm telling you, the competition then was crazy. But, what's even more ridiculous is the fact that I'm having to deal with these said "elementary acts" now. Come on, people. We're nearly adults. We're graduating, moving on to bigger, better things than high school, and, more importantly leaving all of those harsh stereotypes behind. Unfortunately, I have a "best friend." What's even more unfortunate is the fact that she has someone else who she's spending more time with. I really confided in her, told her everything, and, at one time, she gave me pretty sound advice. She was my main squeeze and I wanted to spend every off day with her, just having a relaxing "girl's night." With what she provided me with, I gave back. I tried to give her the best advice, help her out with her ideas on where she was going in life, and even gave her clothing as well as other little gifts. Not because I had to, but because I wanted to. I enjoyed doing it. I enjoyed having a so-called best friend. Now, things are a little different. She's lied to me, she's given my gifts away, and moved on to someone else as if I never, ever existed. I've realized, though, that none of that matters. It's not hard to move on just as she has. I know that as soon as I graduate, most of the people who I am familiar with in my life now will be long gone. I'll completely forget about every single one in a matter of weeks. Only those who really, truly matter will be there. Those who care will continue to be here for me, at least. I wish those who are so low to pull these "elementary acts" great, lonely lives. You aren't going to get far without people to support you. Good luck being by yourself, I'm no longer going to try to be your "best friend." It isn't worth it. 

                                           Until next rant. :)