


I got terrible sunburn after BBQ. However, I didn’t feel sorrow or sad, because this was first time of my life getting a tan. I think it is so cool to look healthier. Plus, I just realized that I won’t have allergy to the Sun if I don’t put any sun block lotion on me.
The next day of the BBQ was my middle school girlfriend’s wedding party. I placed myself in ridiculer position when I got there: There were two wedding parties in a same restaurant, I went to a wrong one, and I even said Hi and wave to the bride. When I got closer I realized that she is not my friend. It was so embarrassing. So I left. Thanks God that there was no one knows me.
The party was pretty good. It was usual as always. No new ideas, no new conception. Fuzhouese’s wedding party is always like that, I didn’t expect there is any new scenes happened. I met many of my old friends, middle school’s and even elementary school’s classmates. I couldn’t imagine that we can still hang out and had fun at the other shore by the Atlantic Ocean. I didn’t go to KTV with them after party because I didn’t feel like to go.
When I got home, I called my “best” friend, because I wanted to carry back lots staffs that I left in her house. When my boyfriend and I got there, I felt so uncomfortable; I couldn’t explain what the feeling look like. It just made me unnatural and untruthful. I think our relationship stops after BBQ party. I knew her personality, she will never say sorry even feel sorry to me. Anyway, my life still needs go on.
Yesterday, my TSO friends had a BBQ party again, they called me many times to join them, but my arms still hurt by the sunburn. And I have already eaten before they called me. I refused to go because I don’t want to waste my money. That is it. But I really like to hang out with them because it makes me very comfortable and happy. The sad thing was that they called me at the night, but I missed their calls.
My conclusion is that it is really hard to keep a good relationship. I am really confused what a friendship really is. Good friendship makes my life swinging. Should I need to compromise?
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