why I suck as a friend
2002-10-19 / 8:59 a.m.

I feel like a rotten friend...if you can even call me one.

As you know, I've stayed away from diaryland for what seems like forever. No MSN, no Yahoo messenger. And I suck for it.

I've always done this.

I remember being young, like in the 6th grade, making friends and then needing to distance myself from them for a while.

I don't know what it is, what it's about. It just is what it is. And certainly I feel guilty about it especially when I read Mizisg.

Something usually jolts be back into reality. But while I was gone, all the things I've missed. And lost? Yeah, definitly.

Perhaps I need something more than Prozac.

In high school I wanted to go out, I loved to cruz up and down Greenback Lane. But if they hadn't been such good friends to me, and stuck by me during my all out weirdness, I'd have chosen to go home and be with myself all weekend.

I owe mizisg big time for that. She did me a world of good and she doesn't even know it.

So I'm sitting here trying to decide what to say in an email to her.

Dear friend, I've been an ass...

That's a good start.

Ugh. I suck.