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I've been thinking about my life and the people around me a lot lately. Not my main friends and my university friends, but my Appleby friends. The girls who can probably best relate to me (besides of course, my hip). When I was at Appleby it was probably the worst place for me at that moment, however, looking back it was incredible. Every morning I had time to talk to the girls who understood me and were going through the same things in their life. I don't even know how to go about saying this or explaining it because it's complicated. Appleby is it's own little world, everyone there lives in their own little world. The parents know everything about each other and everything about everyone. That's the way it goes, it's a huge grapevine of gossip and crazyness. I don't think people on the outside really understand. It's like Desperate Housewives but they don't all live on the same street. Everything on the surface seems so perfect, the families send their children to this school that offers them incredible opportunitites, they live in big beautiful houses, drive amazing cars, have homes away from their real home, go on fabulous trips. People on the outside don't see what really goes on though. I don't believe that there is one family that are as they actually appear. This sounds overly dramatic and right out of a movie, however, it's not. I know firsthand how fucked up it all really is. Any horrible secrets of families are hidden however they all come out eventually.
So, now when I think about my family and all the secrets, which aren't so much secrets from most people I know, I find it easiest to relate to the girls who have similar secrets that can't be solved because people are too scared to confront them.