I recently got back in touch with a "friend" that never really made an effort; I thought things would've changed, but he's still the same. I'm the only one that contacts him. I moved twice and he never bothered to check out where I lived. He doesn't care about me, ... he cares about his online game and his bum-chum who seems to have abandoned him as well. It's depressing... I feel bad for him... I genuinely thought of him as a brother at one time. I knew him since I was 16 or something.. maybe younger. I just try to remember not to expect anything from him, now... the most he is, now, is a gaming buddy.

I also had a friend who was an alcoholic, and quite badly at that; he would use and abuse me a lot, broke my stuff, tried getting money from me several times, tried selling me junk, did unspeakable things to the place I lived, got me into all sorts of crap... ergh... not the greatest influence; I haven't seen him in years, thankfully. I know he had problems, but there was just no excuse for most of the crap he did; I'm messed up, as well, but for God's sake, I like to think I actually respect my friends.

I think I developed much more of a backbone, over the years. I might seem mean, sometimes, ... but I think in life you sometimes have to be mean.