Another late assignment, I really need to get my act together. I am not going to excuse myself I slack off a lot and I honestly don't know why. Could be a consequence of me absolutely despising things I don't comprehend when taught it or just writing in general but whatever it is, it's not good. I honestly don't know where kids get the discipline to actually do the stupid freaking homework. I know for a fact I could be a straight A student if I actually tried but I don't and I will probably be awhile before I can actually work up the guts to actually ask for help, oh well, my loss not yours.
My best friend is named Tisha I've only known her for three years. But I feel like I knew her my whole life, shes so much like me (Well was, haven't seen her in nearly a year.)I must admit I don't miss her because like me she just isn't the type of person to live in the past (Well a little more than me anyways). Tisha, is an ambivert. But not quite in the traditional sense, I didn't let her be alone, she appreciated it I think, all I did was sit a listen to her about stuff that's bothering her and give small amounts of input here and there. She did the same things for me most of the time. She's a little bit Korean and Philippine she has dark skin dark brown eyes and short but stylish black hair she needs glasses and shes an amazing person to me.
She likes sports quite a bit, particularly shes a great track runner, she and I also like to help eachother with storie, and because shes my best friend I refuse to degrade her by admitting her negative things so don't expect anything bad from in this post.
Now heres my question to you; How do you define a friend? Someone you can be happy being around having fun? Someone who will protect you no matter what? Or someone who makes you day just a little more bare able? To me a friend is someone who will accept you unconditionally for who you are and help you discern right from wrong, someone who loves you anyways even after finding out that your doing something bad and comforts you when you feel like the world wants to crush you. To me thats what a real friend is, and that will never change. I love Tisha like a blood sister and will continue to do so for as long as I remember her.
And if she ever sees this post, I am sooo not gonna take credit for it.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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