One of my best friends was upset today. I texted her and we arranged to meet after i finished Uni. A soon as I got out I hugged her and she burst into tears. She needed me. We went back to my flat then to dinner afterwards. I felt so glad that i’d managed to cheer her up, because I know she really needed it and really appreciated it. We got into a deep conversation and I started getting all silly and feeling depressed myself. I know that if I’d gone home feeling that way I would have just spent the night in my room wallowing in my own self pity, but my friend managed to cheer me up entirely. We stood at the bus stop and she gave me a very confidence boosting and pep talk which ended in us singing Horrible Histories songs very loudly, much laughter and me feeling so thankful that I’d met a friend like her.

Then I discovered she’s fallen on the stairs on the way into her accomodation and is upset again. She needs a hug and a friend with her again but I can’t reach from here right now. Will defenitely call her later today to make sure she’s alright and am determined to cheer her up again.
Meanwhile there’s this stupid tw*t boy who’s whining at me on Facebook about the supposed tough time he’s having at Uni. He keeps messaging me determined to try and get sympathy from me. My friends are much more important so he’s not going to get anything from me. He only ever think of his self. Never does he stop to think that maybe someone else needs love much more than him.

Already knew of it, but this evening with my friend has been one of these moments where I really realise the importance of friends, and I love mine so much and appreciate everything they do.
Thank you.
