You know,
Sometimes I read her blog and I go 'wow'...

All of her life seems so fun and vibrant....
So perfect,
I just can't help reading and seeing the pictures that she takes...
Can't help wishing I could be like her....

But reality sets in,
Different family backgrounds,
Upbringing,
Different personalities even.

In reality,
We hardly even talk to each other....
Don't even think I spoke to her more than 10 sentences before...
Maybe even less than 5...
She has her friends,
I have mine...

The difference is probably too big.