Posts Tagged ‘Friends’

Everybody’s Got a Price

Saturday, November 12th, 2011

It’s important, I think, to note that yes, everyone does have a price. It’s saddening, it’s maddening, it’s empowering. A price can be whatever you make of it. I think self worth is the best interpretation of it that I can come up with. On one hand it’s what allows people to be bought, and on the other it allows people self integrity. Although people may think they know their friends, I think it’s more important to know how much their own worth is. But the, where would we be without guessing at others’ prices, and how others value each other. In fact, and it’s scary to say, I’ve found that lately people have no qualms about telling others how close to someone they aren’t. I have but one thing to say in response to this practice: show me where my price tag is, alright, but don’t you dare tell me what I’m worth. When you try to buy someone, you’re imposing a price on them, and I know that that’s something that I wouldn’t enjoy. It would be like walking through every day of life as the product up for auction, subject to the lows and the highs of people’s opinions of you. Of course, such happens now, but as people become more frank, I think the offense is to be the person that knows yourself best . Don’t hide your price tag, but wear it with pride.
- Eric

Being Social

Sunday, October 30th, 2011

Being social is like being friendly. We need more social people in our world. The problem is that people don’t trust each other with the hatred and wars and prejudice people that we have today. When you are being social, you would be inviting everyone to be your acquaintances or friend. Like you’re super nice and you don’t hate people and you have good conversations to talk about. You could be friends with everyone else, or anyone. No matter who they are, what they did, what they look like, or how they act. Those are the people we need in today’s society, and everyone is friendly.
- Matt

Fitting In

Tuesday, October 25th, 2011

Remember back when you were in elementary and you used to pass out valentine cards to all the kids in the class? When you would all get candy from one another? It never worked like that to me – I was the lonely kid. I brought candy and valentine cards, but no cool kid would touch anything I touched, and it hurt. It was like I had some kind of contagious disease. I grew up away from that, and I always wanted to fit in, instead of stand out. I wanted to be popular like all the other kids that made fun of me. I had a few friends that I kept to. When I was going to middle school in my teen years, all my friends moved. So that hurt me and I had to make new friends. I didn’t know how to make friends; I was always made fun of, until I decided to stand up for myself. I began to stand up to those who bullied me, and showed that I wasn’t going to fear them anymore, and they began to step down and I began to have friends. In my first year of middle school, my school was divided into groups with those that didn’t know English all in another sector of the school. They were known as Cheants, the weak ones, the ones that didn’t know anything, that didn’t belong. I began to make friends with a few of them, and it was great.
- Stefannie

True Friend

Friday, October 7th, 2011

In my freshman year, it was the most difficult time of my life. I had discovered that we were getting eviction notices and I had now gotten myself in an abusive relationship. What was worse is that I didn’t know who to turn too. This was when I met my new best friend, and although many people wouldn’t have approved, I did become friends with him. He was gay and I knew it. I had seen him around before in school but somehow we began talking and soon enough we became best friends. We began to keep a journal together. It was so special to me. He would help me cope with my situation, and try to deter me from it as well. Many times I wouldn’t listen to him and I ended up drowning myself in troubles. It got worse and worse but he was always there for me and I was there for him when he needed me. I would go over my mistakes just to meet him all over again. His friendship is something I will never forget. The one most significant moment of our friendship was when I was expelled in from my high school that freshman year, and I ended up in a group home. That is when I needed him most.
- Stefannie


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