what a difference a day makes...
twenty-four little hours...

this week, i forged a beautiful new friendship in a day. it was less than a day actually, more like in 6 hours. we really do have a lot in common, slightlybiggerfart.

this week, i also put a friendship in a precarious situation. it was someone very dear to me, and i cannot understand why i allowed things to get so out of hand, or why i didnt realise that we were in a potentially disastrous predicament. well actually nothing much happened, but somehow we found outselves in a heart-breaking conversation about friendships and expectations and suddenly i felt like i failed as a friend, although im not sure why. but the effect it had on me (uncontrollable sobbing) indicated that some part of me must have felt like i disappointed her in some way or else i wouldnt be feeling so horrid. anyway, im glad it has all been resolved... just thinking about it makes me wanna cry again.

what a difference a day made...
and the difference is you.