Κυριακή, 6 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

old stories

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Today, with two friends of mine we went to a cafe-bar with greek rock music and great decoration, I loved this place. We really wanted beers.. but they didn't give us so we compromised with coffee. Anyway, we started talking for silly things and after some time we told something about boyfriends and then we were analyzing this theme for two hours.. We said things about ourselves years ago as children, how did we react with boys and how wrong we were. Here is one of the stories I said. Someday, I used to like a boy, he never seemed to care so I decided to get over him, after a long time I heard from somebody that he was with some girl and I was curious to see how was she. Maybe that was a wrong decision because the only thing I realized was that she was exacly like me, much more beautiful but exacly like me.. And that made me feel I was stupid and ugly. After a lot of thinking I changed my mind. I realized that I was happy with his decision. He never liked me because it wasn't meant to be but he liked somebody who was like me so he could like me. And that thought made me feel better, interesting and maybe beautiful... :)