Mirror of my inner thoughts

Caught between two sides. What to do? What to do?

So… came home yesterday… :D And then today, my little sister and I made apple pie! :D Except that we woke up at noon-ish today… More like, Nina woke me up… But the thing was, I was having an awesome dream about riding a roller coaster with one of my apartment mates and then right when it got to the best part of the ride, I hear someone’s voice and a persistent poke… >_> And then I woke up. D: And then it was time to make pie. :D

So… the pie crust was store-bought. From SD’s Costco. :D Pillsbury brand, I believe. :D

Pie Crust #1 (bottom):

Pretty, right? :D Well, anyways… The filling looked delicious… :D Yeah, a mixture of honey powder, cinnamon, nutmeg, flour, salt, and peeled Granny Smith apples can do that to you. lol Here’s after we mixed up the filling:

And then we put the filling in:

And then….. :D Pie crust #2!

And after baking…. It’s beautiful. :D 

And time to cut it! :3

And NOMNOM time! <3

So apparently this apple pie is my Christmas present… -_- Even though I helped make it. Even though Thanksgiving hasn’t even passed yet. Even though it’s not Christmas yet.

haha Yeah……………….. It was yummy though. ^^ And fun! Sister bonding time!

—Anna

Looking back, it seemed so precious,
Like it would last forever.

Looking back, I wonder if they remember as vividly as I do,
The countless memories we made together.

Looking back, I wonder if I could have tried harder.
Would it have made a difference?

Looking back, I wonder what went wrong,
And now, I still wonder.

Looking back, I wonder if it’s just me, 
Having bad luck with being in a trio of friends,
With maintaining long distance relationships.

I look at them now,
And see that they are still the best of friends,
Despite the distance between them.

But… then I wonder,
Where does that leave me?

I look back at all the other groups of friends I’ve been in,
And notice the same trend occurring. 

With all of them together
And then there’s me,
Estranged from all of them.

Looking back, I wonder,
Did they treasure our friendship as much as I had?

Looking back, I wonder,
Was it just not meant to be?

And now I still wonder,
Is friendship just not meant to stay for me?