Throughout our lifetime we face opportunities to interact with one another, often creating relationships unbounded by definitions but in unconditional terms of reason. We hold onto these individuals in hopes for an internal bond fostering a lifelong friendship. I am talking about your best friend. We have all had one at some point in our lives, many times fluctuating between people but still maintaining a set system of how to determine the deserving title. My ethical dilemma is the special bond I had the opportunity to continue between my good friend and myself. In the fourth grade I was a bully. I did not like her. I cannot recall what had exactly lead to this quick judgement, but I vaguely remember the first day of fourth grade. This new kid was walking around with her parents with her wide eyes and eagerly big smile and she had a weird name, Earth. As I was catching up with friends about their summer, a close friend almost had to relocate to another school because Earth had moved into her townhouse. I did not even know her, but I somehow despised her. On a field trip I had asked her give me 10 dollars to be my friend, Earth being the sincere and loving character she was, without hesitation had given me her money. After that trip to the Spanish Mission San Jose, I realized that I shared so many commonalities with her; our likes, dislikes, hobbies, and our strict Asian parents crated our bond to becoming best friends. I couldn’t help but reflect how horribly I
Allies are those who help you achieve your own goals that yourself or others had set for yourself. I have many people who are always there, but my main allies would be my mom and my cousin Avery. They both help me in times of stress from school or other activities. Though Avery may not live near me, because she lives 6-7 hours away, every chance I get to see her always brings a smile to my face; she is always smiling, laughing, or trying to keep a straight face that ends in laughing for both of us. Though she is a little girl, she is full of joy and happiness that is contagious to everyone around her. My mom is another person I am really close and similar too. We quarrel at each other, but at the end, she is always there with advice which always helps. She is encouraging, motivational, and assuring. Both of them mean so much to me and I view them both as my best friends and my go-to allies.
Every single individual has a set of values that are dear to them and and as individuals we tend to live our lives by these particular standards or principals and we all find things to have different levels of importance. The values i chose include friendship, happiness, dedication, adventure/exploration and curiosity.
All good things in life must eventually come to an end; a good book, a movie, even a tasty meal. Sometimes the end can be a good thing, like graduating from school, moving out of childhood home, or retirement. But like many other endings, the end of a multiple year friendship can leave you with a pit in your stomach, like you have just been punched in the gut. Friendships can end in different ways, sometimes one friend moves away or heads to college or you simply grow apart. But when you realize that your friend, your best friend, is a person who hurts you and is so consumed with themselves and their own motives that they forget how to be your friend; that’s what hurts the most. There comes a moment when your friendships flips from meaning everything to you to being nothing at all. In an instant they turn on you and make you seem like a horrible person because of their own issues and insecurities. Your best friend hurts you, leaves you broken and alone and all you are left with is thoughts of regret. Thoughts that you wasted years of your time and energy for someone who betrayed you within a matter of seconds.
On September 12, 2017 at approximately 6:30 pm my mother informed me Justin, one of my best friends, had taken his own life. I was absolutely dumbfounded upon hearing the news of his death. At the age of 17, Justin was an Eagle Scout, honors student, top ten in his class at a very competitive school, and one of the best friends anyone could ever ask for. He was one of the hardest working and most dedicated people I have ever met.
“Friendship is the only cement that will ever hold the world together” – Woodrow Wilson. The dictionary definition of a friendship is a relationship between two people who have become friends through mutual interests. However, friendship means so much more than just similar interests. It is a strong bond that had been grown over a period of time that is hard to break.
Best friend (n) - a person’s closest friend (Dictionary.com). By definition, a best friend could be one’s closest friend, but there is so much more to it than that. Imagine a best friend. They help in the darkest times, but they also laugh at the best times. Often, the greatest time spent together is with this best friend. This best friend knows everything there is to know; what would you do without this best friend? Well, one afternoon, a call comes in. This best friend took their life earlier in the morning. The overwhelming, but hidden, issues they had been facing at home fatally surfaced. It’s a reality now, what really am I going to do without them? Charlie, in The Perks of Being a Wallflower, ponders the same question as he enters high school alone. A void in his life in the wake of his best friend's suicide the year before. If Charlie’s best friend could’ve been honest and talked to Charlie about what he had been dealing with at home, he may still be around. However, Charlie, like time itself, must move forward. He must bravely walk through the halls of his new school and discover new relationships. Stephen Chbosky develops intricate relationships between characters dealing with the hardships of high school in The Perks of Being a Wallflower to reveal that relationships connected by lies fail, but complete truth prevails.
I remember the day quite well. I had just started 3rd grade at the time. It was about 7:15 in the morning. My mom woke me up so I could get ready for school. I got out of bed and went downstairs. My mom had set my clothes out for me earlier. I got changed and went into the kitchen. I ate breakfast and got my backpack ready. It was about 8:00 when I walked out the door. My dog, Buddy, was lying by the door. I went up to him and said goodbye. After that, my mom took me to school.
Passing the mile marker of informing me that Norfolk was right around the corner, filled me with the anticipation of so much happiness, but a little bit of nervousness too. I was on my way to visit Julia, one of my best friends for the longest time. Driving down the bumpy highway, I thought back to some of my fondest memories with her, including playing on a fallen, rotten tree and pretending to have a chocolate shop with the mud from rain. As little girls, we would dress up and making singing videos, which continued well into when she drove me to school me freshmen year and we would sing and blast jams, sipping on our caramel frappuccinos. It had been almost a year since I last saw her. She had graduated from Midlothian High School the year before and was now attending Old Dominion University. It was Midlothian’s spring break and she had invited me up to visit her that first weekend off. When the car pulled up by her dorm building, she was waiting outside, wearing that same old cobalt-colored sweatshirt with stains from baking scrumptious desserts with her. We leapt into each other's’ arms. The hug was the purest form of friendship and love and it felt so great to see her. I said goodbye to my mom and walked up to Julia’s room. There was huge, Disney puzzle on the floor and I immediately sat to contribute my amazing puzzle skills. While we worked on it, we caught up on everyday girl talk - the usual dramas of the neighborhood and which boys we were talking to. We also went
Would you prefer your friends to be more similar or would more diverse? Regardless of what the answer most the time people that are similar tend to stick together. This however is not the case with my best friends there are as many differences as there are similarities if not more. Isaac and Aric are cousins, but also my best friends also becoming best friends with each other after the three of us started hanging out. The different aspects of them both is what brings the three of us together.
Friends, The definition of the word friend; a person whom one knows and has a bond of mutual affection. We all have those friends we have conversations with, snapchat, do activities / play sports with and hang out with once in a while. Then we sadly have those fake friends. They’re the ones who only call you when THEY need something. They’re the type of person who falsely claims to be real. When your friend acts sweet but spreads rumors about you behind your back, they are fake, get rid of them! But we all have our best friends, our best friends are very special people in our lives. They are the first people you think about when you make plans. They are the first person you go to when you need someone to talk to.
As i grow up i realize that the people who i thought were important to are sometimes just a waste of time. I had a friendship that started at childhood and grew us into best friends and we always stuck together no matter what. I was always there for her through everything, when she had no home i welcomed her into my home, i was her main support. All throughout middle and elementary school i never really payed attention to all the bad things she said or did, honestly i knew it hurt but i never knew how bad it really was. She constantly put me down for the way i dressed, looked,and honestly everything i ever did just to make herself look better than me as she copied anything i did in life. Honestly i didn't want to lose the closest friend i've ever had not noticing the toxic friendship, we knew each other so well. We were kinda like the same person growing up any face expression one of us made we knew exactly what it meant, we were always together and at times we would say that we were sisters because we were so alike. I put her before anything and pushed away a lot of good people along with ton of good friendships that could have been amazing. She knew about my past and fear of people leaving me like my mom did when i was younger so she used it against me honestly. She would get mad at the smallest things and put the blame on me so i tried hard to keep her happy so i could keep our friendship going which meant giving up things i didn't wanna lose sometimes. When i look bad
Beginning in public school for thirteen years I have learned a lot. Some things I have learned are how to read, math, science, etc. These are good things to learn in school, but not the most important thing I have learned in my life. I have learned the hardest thing anyone can learn is how to from friendships with others. Forming friendships is a hard thing to learn because no one teaches it. There is no classes that helps kids learn to make friends. Everybody for the most part has to learn all of it on their own. I struggled like everyone else to learn this, and at times I felt I struggled more than others.
I believe that I can ruin my own opportunities. If I have a bad attitude one day, then that bad attitude could ruin more than just other people’s moods. I can ruin my friendships and relationships with people. It all comes down to me. I am the reason for failed relationships and friendships. I shelter myself and hide from the world, not wanting to deal with the reality of my life.
Being in public school for thirteen years I have learned a lot. I have learned how to read, math, science, etc. While all these things I’ve learned are superb and can help me in life they are not the most important lessons I’ve learned throughout my life. I have learned the hardest thing anyone can learn is how to form friendships with others. Making friends is a hard thing to learn because no one teaches it. There is no class that helps kids learn to make friends. People must learn how to make friends on their own, it is a life skill which no class in school can teach people. I struggled like everyone else to learn this, and at times I felt I struggled more than others.
I hadn’t picked my son up from school for six months or so. I have reasons.