small talk on friday.

I was talking to Mas on Friday’s evening, after calculus. I was glad that we managed to seize some time to small talk awhile. I blunted out everything about Eleanor, and when she mentioned that both Eleanor and I actually did not want all that to happen, first thing I thought was: ‘Ya, I guessed we really didn’t want all to happen’. I’m quite sure Eleanorfelt this way too. But to meet her now, is really: ‘I don’t know what to say’ and everything will feel so weird. Few years of friendship, really a pity.