sporty spice

it has been a long time since my sister and i have had a conversation that meant anything. a really long time. my sister and i aren’t friends anymore. that sucks. my sister and i aren’t friends because sporty spice didn’t like the fact that i wasn’t estatic that he gave my sister an engagement ring.

i could care less that she has a ring or who gave it to her. i was bothered by the ring. i was. i’m not now. i was bothered because it really was my turn to have someone in my life that wanted to give me the ring of my dreams. so, now i have a different ring of my dreams, and wouldn’t want the one she wears now.

i have no idea if the rocker will ever ask me to marry him. i know that i would say yes. and he knows what the current ring of my dreams looks like.

i don’t know why my sister is so influenced by sporty spice. i don’t know when she stopped being her own person with her own thoughts. it’s really sad. i’m really sad that she chose a relationship with him over one with me… more than that, i’m sad that she couldn’t figure out how to have a relationship with both of us.