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What My Friends Mean To Me
10.07.03 | 7:37 am Today in English we had to do a Quick Response.. this is something we do almost every class and yah, ive written some good ones before, this one really got me and I wanted to put it here… b/c.. jus b/c lol.. -“How important are your friends to you??” My friends are my family. Since the situations we face in our own separate lives are so different, yet so similar we can all share and bond. True friends care about you and care for you. They’re there when you need them, regardless of the situations. While they may not agree with what you’re saying (and will most often tell you this) they listen patently and give input when necessary and keep their mouths shut when its appropriate. It’s true, friends do fight but if you can make it through the fight it makes your relationship that much stronger. More often than not I find that people that consider themselves my friends and I do likewise, generally aren’t the people that I thought they were and we part company after only a brief time. Harsh and depressing it may be, to in fact begin to see who is in truth your friend and who, in reality, isn’t because in the end you comprehend that you don’t really have as many friends as you first thought. I think that there comes a time where we all must distinguish who matters, who no longer matters, who has always mattered and who never will. Yah so this is my taking on this… I prolly should go now b/c its almost ½ way thru and im sure that bolstridge n Danielle (the latter of whom I have no problem w/) will be coming in here from science (b/c they have a sub today) so I must go defend my territory.. Until next time.. when ever that may be. :.+*muah*+.: |