if I were to describe August in a nutshell it would be "unpredictable in the wrong direction".

the reunion and the camaraderie was tear-jerking but the silent war that we were all steered into all of a sudden was a little disquieting. I felt like I was in the chick flick Mean Girls for awhile (but of course my role would be Damien because we all know how much I love pink. ohmahgad) but in the end what matters the most to me is the fact that I know all of them are not bad people. it may be too soon to admit it was all a big misunderstanding (and for some, an honest mistake) but it'll settle eventually. but what was most revolting for me was when my own loyalty was questioned. not once, not twice. it's as if the onlookers were waiting for me to cave in and grab the first bite which I find so humorous now. then this person comes along, venting her past scar and characterizing me as her worst nightmare while I stood there thinking to myself, it is so unfortunate she is blinded by her own insecurity. blaming others when the real battle was inside of her. growing older I wonder why do we still let that happen. recycled occurrences with no benefits.

on a more positive note, my weekend was spent supporting (screaming my lungs out) my two sisters on their respective competitions. I know no shame when it comes to being a cheerleader for the people I love. I am so proud of them stepping out of their comfort zone and owning the stage. the best part? Christine & Anthony was with me the whole way (: I am so thankful to have them in my life.
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