Quote of the Day:
A good friend can tell you what is the matter with you in a minute. He may not seem such a good friend after telling.
~Arthur Brisbane~
Picture of the Day:
My friends have just recently not been getting along very well. They are destroying their foundations from the inside out. Meaning, they are hating, attacking, and killing each other by doing one simple thing.
Not communicating.
I would really like them to become friends again. This may sound stupid, but I have to switch lunch tables, and go talk to the other group of friends, when I know the side I had just left looks as if I had slapped them across the face. Which I guess I did. Mentally, of course.
But, how can I not want to talk to both sides? Why am I supposed to remain loyal to one group? If I could split myself in half, I would try my hardest to be with them both! Can't they see they are ruining friendships that don't take sides?
Iris and I are getting stuck in the middle of this crazy, stupid fight.
Oh, and by the way, it's Nancy (Yes, from the previous entry), and Bethany (Brand new to my journal, but still a friend.) that are having this feud. Which is stupid, I might add.
One of the things that just makes me want to slap them until they cry is how they are doing this to themselves. Nothing on the outside ever hurt them. They are like a disease to themselves. And a cure is yet to be found. I, the doctor, watch as they slowly die, frantically searching for a cure, but to new prevail. They will die in their own madness, unless that damn cure is found. But time is running short. Their lives are nearly taken by sweet Death.
Let me tell you something. To watch your friends kill each other slowly is not the prettiest sight. In fact, it's excrutiating.
I vented on Brandon, while riding the bus home on Wednesday. Nancy wasn't there, as she usually is. She had strep throat. Brandon was a good listener. I told him of the stupidity of the fight, and I am happy to say that he agrees (Finally! I am not the only one to see it!). I told him, "Sometimes you can see things way better from the outside than you ever could from the inside." Nancy and Bethany may think this is something to fight over, but it's not.
But let us say it is.
Then they should talk it out, and act like human beings. Not a rock, who can't move and/or talk. (I just rhymed)
They should really be more mature, and I now know Iris agrees. Which makes me feel more better about my feelings.
I have 2 words for Nancy and Bethany,
Grow
Up.
The End
~Megtoxic
