just the girls.

I just finish watching the very last episode of the very last season of Sex and the City. What can I say? I'll always remain true to Carrie Bradshaw, Charlotte York, Miranda Hobbs and Samantha Jones. I never crossed over to the dark side... aka. Desparate Housewives. I guess they're not as fashionable in Manolo Blahniks and Prada. And there's no fabulously gay Stanford.


I abso-fucking-lutely love love love Carrie's dress in the scene where she sees Big before she leaves to Paris. That dress!!! omg! I love love love that dress!!

Okay.. that last few episodes got me thinking about my girls. I had my girls in primary school and then I moved and we grew up. Then I had my girls in high school... we had ALL the girly stuff.. I wonder where the foursome book is. There's so much shit in there... I would do anything to just flip thru those pages one more time.. Well.. we grew up.


And I moved away. Physically and mentally...

Then Melbourne came.. again, I had my girls... but now that I'm in Dunedin.. we've grow apart.. I hope its not that far apart.


And now in Dunedin... I got my girls.. I really hope.. in some alternate universe, I would have them forever... But.. we'll see... =) We might all end up in the North Island.. One might be in Rotorua, Maybe 2 in Wellington.. and One definately in Auckland. =)


But in the end of it all... one thing remains.. memories.. good and bad..
Oooo.. and one girl that has stayed thru it all... my best friend. Layka. =)