Why is it whenever I'm on, you guys are off doing other things? I bet you talk about me behind my back, don't you? Don't you? I thought you were my friends! You guys never invite me to go out with you... Am I not pretty enough? Not popular enough? I remember back when we were kids...and we used to be BFFs...and we did everything together...and we didn't care about boys or cliques or clothes... Why am I the only one who wears our matching sweatshirts anymore? I don't know you anymore! You've changed! YOU WERE MY SISTERS, BBGs! I LOVED YOU! So that settles it. I'm not going to make that scrapbook of us anymore. Now you'll be sorry!