Friends: The best at times, the worst at times.
We all have friends. One way or another, we must have made a friend at some stage. Whether it be a sibling, someone from school or someone from GSB, friends treat you equally.
But at some stage, there'll be disagreements. Fights, even.
For me, my friends are important. Most of the time I like to act alone, I don't mind being myself and I am who I am - my friends accept me for that, and I can't thank them enough. I'm not the easiest person to get a long with, and I know that. My friends on both GSB and real life mean a lot to me, and I'm not just saying that.
But of course, there'll be times where I feel separated from the rest of the group. I have entirely different interests, and entirely different lifestyle, and at times, it can be weird finding something to talk about. Sure, I'm not into fashion and shopping, but they are. My idea of fun is spending an afternoon on horseback, or playing my guitar.
And yet we still get along.
Maybe it's because opposites attract. Maybe it's something entirely different - our interests mean nothing. We like each other for who we are, not what we like.
I've written this blog because it's taken me so long to acknowledge my friends. So long to show how much they mean to me. I'm talking to those GSBians out there as well - you always talk, you always make me laugh and always make me feel better.
There's no written rule that says having friends automatically make you feel happy. That's not true. Some people, like me, are less dependent on the compainship of others. Others prefer to be around friends, talking, having fun, doing things.
And I won't deny it - I have probably hurt a friend before and not taken full responsibility. I know I've been hurt by a friend. It's going to happen at some stage. In these situations, I have to realise whether these people are worth it or not. Falling outs are inevitable. It's a part of friendship.
In fear of making this blog seem not like a blog, but more like a thankyou, I'd just like to quickly 'acknowldege' my friends. I won't mention any names; hopefully they know who they are.
Thankyou for the good times, and even the bad times. You mean a lot to me.
Friends: the best at times, the worst at times.
But at some stage, there'll be disagreements. Fights, even.
For me, my friends are important. Most of the time I like to act alone, I don't mind being myself and I am who I am - my friends accept me for that, and I can't thank them enough. I'm not the easiest person to get a long with, and I know that. My friends on both GSB and real life mean a lot to me, and I'm not just saying that.
But of course, there'll be times where I feel separated from the rest of the group. I have entirely different interests, and entirely different lifestyle, and at times, it can be weird finding something to talk about. Sure, I'm not into fashion and shopping, but they are. My idea of fun is spending an afternoon on horseback, or playing my guitar.
And yet we still get along.
Maybe it's because opposites attract. Maybe it's something entirely different - our interests mean nothing. We like each other for who we are, not what we like.
I've written this blog because it's taken me so long to acknowledge my friends. So long to show how much they mean to me. I'm talking to those GSBians out there as well - you always talk, you always make me laugh and always make me feel better.
There's no written rule that says having friends automatically make you feel happy. That's not true. Some people, like me, are less dependent on the compainship of others. Others prefer to be around friends, talking, having fun, doing things.
And I won't deny it - I have probably hurt a friend before and not taken full responsibility. I know I've been hurt by a friend. It's going to happen at some stage. In these situations, I have to realise whether these people are worth it or not. Falling outs are inevitable. It's a part of friendship.
In fear of making this blog seem not like a blog, but more like a thankyou, I'd just like to quickly 'acknowldege' my friends. I won't mention any names; hopefully they know who they are.
Thankyou for the good times, and even the bad times. You mean a lot to me.
Friends: the best at times, the worst at times.
well it happens to me too, i feel so different that sometimes i wonder if those people are my friends.. i dont know... i love to be alone, but sometimes i feel lonely too and i get depressed for that, but if i go out with friends maybe i get even more sad... the only person who makes me always happy is my older sister, my friends can be great too but i know that i can tell her everything and that she will always be there with me...
elena1990billiejoe, June 19th, 2007 at 09:38:54am
I look past interests and just try to find someone friendly and nice.
Heaps of my friends listen to pop music and they're all into makeup.
I'm way different.
[: Good blog.
Skippy., June 19th, 2007 at 04:39:44am
True that.
Last year I jumped from group to group trying to find one where I fit into. The first three all had similar interests and I was left out. Then I found my group now. I knew them all, some more than others, but as soon as I spent one lunchtime with them I fit in perfectly. Everybody in my group is different. Everybody has completely different interests. Everybody has completely different personalities.
It's great fun. :]
vonny, June 19th, 2007 at 03:17:17am