friendship

To be completely honest, this is my first entry and I am not completely sure what is being looked for. With that in mind, I think I will write about how much a friend can influence you. Without knowing, a friend can literally change the way you act, who you are, and what you believe in.  Read More »

What makes a good friend? Is a good friend someone who always sticks up for you? Someone who always agree with you? Believes what you believes? Someone who is always there? Someone who accepts your flaws?

In my opinion...  Read More »

At the age of 5, right after our preschool graduation, my best friend Ricardo "Cardo" passed away of a brain tumor. I can't remember the first time I wrote a poem about him, but I must have been about 7 years old or so. I don't have the original copy, but I will never forget what I was thinking then.

She told me you were gone.
Our best friend,
She lied to me
and told me you were gone.  Read More »

I am amazed I am typing this, but I feel more alone now than I ever have. Has anyone ever entrusted everything about themselves with another person? Surely, everyone has. Then your relationship with that person doesn't work out, and that person who claims to be your best friend seems to do everything they can to hurt you and shred your heart to pieces?  Read More »

College is often referred to as the best years in one’s life. It’s a time to be social, party, have fun… oh, and study. Once completed, young adults move into their next stage of life – their career. However, what happens to those who are not ready to take that next step and would rather continue to party without the educational aspect?  Read More »

I was putting away all the crap on top of the sofa-chair I have in my room. A striped white jacket, a health magazine, my sketchbook gloves etc. I uncovered a letter I had sealed up to Kit in the autumn days here at school. I opened it and read it again.  Read More »

In kindergarten, you share a cookie with someone and they become your best friend for the day. You would take turns pushing each other on the swings and share secrets during naptime. Then the next day, someone new comes along and gives you their apple juice and then you have a new best friend. Man, life was sweet back in the day.  Read More »

I admit with shame that I was not always that vocal about my position on the War in Iraq. I thought it was wrong, the reasoning behind it has changed more times than I've changed my hairstyle in my lifetime, and the only reason it's still going on is because we have a President who has too much pride.  Read More »