friends

recently,I have did some research on those friendship problems which abundantly occurs in every adolescence nowadays. Here is my conclusion:
FATE
Every relationship needs FATE, included friends. Undeniable, arguments or misunderstanding cases is a must for every true friendship. I have no doubt to say that it’s inevitable. There are no expectants in this case. Included me!
Honestly, I am an absolute loser for that. Maybe the GOD wants to chastise me for being dishonest to my friends. (But it wasn’t all my fault)...Or maybe I do not have any FATE with my friends. All in all, I was like: whatever… just let it be. *-*…I am too shiftless in friendship.
2nd April 2007
The day I lost my best friends.
Sounds funny, right? The day after April fool…
But this is true…

a story which i found it appropriate to my case:

Last night you and your best friendhad a fight.

You decide not to talk to her the nextday.

She smiles at you.

You grind your teethat her.

She tells her friends nicethings about you.

You spread bad rumorsabout her.She tries to come and talk to you.

Butyou push her aside.She thinks you are a great friend.

You think she is a terrible friend.She writes nice notes to you, tellingyou about the best times you sharedtogether.

You write about all the badtimes you can remember experiencingtogether.

Deep down you know she's sorry.

But all you have is hate.The next day you find a note.

It reads:Dear -------------,

I tried to tell you yesterday, but youdidn't let me speak

,I tried to tell you good things,

butyou were afraid to hear them.tried to smile at you,

to take awaythe hate.But now it's time to tell you, eventhough it's a bit late.

That i amdying.I have a bad condition and it isgetting worse.

I'm sorry to have totell you that i won't be able to seeyou today.

I wrote this to you todayin the hospital.

My time is up.I'm sorry i should have told yousooner.I'm really sorry about ourargument,you are such a great friend.

I promise i shall watch over you,Lots of love -------------

You run to the hospital to tell heryou are sorry,

But only her mum is left.Her hand clasped over her face.

And she was crying.

Down on her knees she prays,

for her daughter to comeback.

You are too late.

You wish you told her sorry sooner and

got to say goodbye.