It's funny how just a few days ago I thought my friendship with G was done for good. I mean, if you'd seen just how upset I'd made her you'd have resigned yourself to that fact, too.
She had sent me a message (which made me cry) and I sent one back. Then we decided we would get together and talk. We tried on Monday and Tuesday but we couldn't meet for various reasons. On Wednesday we could finally get together. We sat down and ate and talked about everything but the big blow up. Finally G said, "So are we going to talk about this awkward-ness, or what?"
I said, "I guess we have to."
Then we were quiet for a bit, then G said "You were right in what you said."
I was like, "You were right, too." then "So...are we done?"
G was like, "Yes."
And that was that.
What we had wanted to say was in our messages to each other (which makes me wonder about the impact Facebook is really making) and we both realized we were wrong on some points and we were right on others. It seems like nothing happened at all. Which is all very weird. But whatever, I have my Russian Blood Sister back.
Cheers
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