friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
It's Okay That We're Not Best Friends Anymore
Dear Former Best Friend, Since we were 13 years old you have been my very best friend, my sister, my person. But sadly, lately that just hasn't been the case. It took me a long time to come to this and I'm so sorry it had to be this way, but I want you to know that it's okay that we aren't best friends anymore. It's okay because we are not the same people we were when we were 13 years old. Our 8 year long friendship might be coming to a close, but its okay and let me tell you why.
By Bryanna Burshnick8 years ago in Humans
I Am Not a Party-Harder
A typical Friday evening. We are enjoying a beer in the living room with my housemates. Suddenly and quite expectedly, one proposes to go to a bar and continue having fun there. All are in, except me. I don’t feel like going, especially when I want to get up early the next morning.
By Marie Francisco8 years ago in Humans
Stages of Friendship
For the most part, it seems like when we are younger it is a lot easier to make friends. I mean, you could become friends for the simplest of reason. A typical kindergartener's dialogue might go somewhat like this "Oh! You like tater tots. I like them, too," and from this one similarity a friendship is born. We become friends, but we do not understand the concepts behind the word nor the development of the friendship. We just slap the term friend on any person that makes us feel good and has some similarity to us.
By Jermaine Tucker8 years ago in Humans
How Sociology Ruined My Best Friendship
While studying the sociological aspects of popular culture: following how relationships were shaped and viewed by audiences always fascinated me. While uncovering tropes in heterosexual relationships, I came across the idea of the Lesbian Continuum (originally used by Alexander Doty). In essence, the Lesbian Continuum can be described as somewhere between homosociality and homosexuality.
By Damian Davila8 years ago in Humans
Summer Camp Blues
The Chicago Park District is where I learned everything I needed to learn. I learned I had allergies. I learned I hate sunshine and fresh air. And I learned I love to play kickball. I had my first real pre-teen kiss in the park. I cannot remember the person, but I remember I was shocked and it was very awkward. We all have our experiences with childhood hilarity and drama. Mostly drama.
By Savannah McCain8 years ago in Humans
I Think I Need to Break up With My Best Friend
"She looks like a rat!", "Hey, EARS!", and "Check out Bucky-Beaver!" were only some of the remarks my elementary school classmates uttered (not so) behind the back of the new girl in class. We were nine years old around the time we met. A new girl moved to town, and wasn't as welcomed as she had hoped to be. Anyone with eyes could tell it bothered her, but she kept quiet, and continued to walk with her head down, pretending she didn't hear any of it. I felt bad for her. You see, I was the fat kid in school. I was reamed on a daily basis; I had heard it all. It was a pain recognizes pain sort of situation. So I decided to do what I wished someone would have done for me, and just walked next to her and said "hey."
By Reigny Teller8 years ago in Humans
Your Love is Mine
The sun blew its rays upon me, leaving a trail of brown kisses along my bare skin. I revelled in the heat; it was beautiful. Birds flew overhead, their cries echoing through my ears while I lay facing the warped silhouettes entangled above me. Sun rays tried to evade the leaves that blocked the path to my face, dodging the twisted twigs and branches, the sun was determined to reach its destination. The sudden call of my name caused me to sit up to look for the person that matched the voice.
By Konichi cat8 years ago in Humans











