26. juuni 2005

I'm tired. And confused. And surprised. And tired. And cold. And hungry. And tired. And amazed. And disturbed. And tired. You get the idea.

Have you ever been in a situation where somebody you thought you knew acts absolutely unlike themself? And you don't have a clue how to think of their acts, but you know you probably shouldn't mention them to anyone. I think it would make anyone feel uncomfortable and unsure of themselves. Even if the words and actions were awaited and/or good, it still seems... out of place, just like laughing at a funeral.

Gladly, this is not the situation I'm in right now.

Here comes another rant about how cool my friends are. If you are depressed, please don't read it. it's just that... I think I think everyone should be jealous of such good friends. I would go through fire and ice for them, with them. I would do whatever I am capable of, for each and every one of them, and I know they would do the same for me. I don't know what I would do without them, they have been so incredibly supportive through the year and I am undescribably happy I know them. They are so absolutely wonderful persons and I think I have finally found the persons I fit in with. They respect me the way I am, without any masks. Oh god, I am so grateful to have found these friends.

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