Bad friend diary

Friends,welcome to my little ted talk that I am almost certain you won't learn a thing from. That however shouldn't be reason to zone you out,come on. You need something you can relate to after a long week of chasing paper,some love or whatever the chase was about. Sigh out loud and sail on.

It's a warm Saturday evening,or perhaps the warmth was just on me. What do you expect after looking  hot the entire day?Carrying around looks this good is such a struggle folks. If you think I am not hot then you're lost honestly or you just don't have taste for the finer things in life. If I wasn't into writing I am certain I'd be a great stand up comedian who makes you want to sit down and as a friend I am that and much more. I am either extra or not. 

So back to that Saturday when my friends want to go out,not like I was anywhere close to them when they were planning this but I was in their mind like a chaperone or something. I am not a totaller* but I am very specific about who I drink with,what I drink and where and the friends my friends were going to meet were not my type of crowd .  This gave me the power to be a shrewd chaperone. Mark you I look older than my age which is a while above legal. 

The night was still young and so were we. With energy too much to be contained in a single room,the friends to my friends, together with my friends decide to hit the club. The chaperone follows dully with an energy drink at hand. Maybe l lost it at the fun bit and got carried away. When one of my friends decides to leave with his date for the night,I said yes a little too quick without giving it much thought. I saw how radiant she was while giving me her phone and the key to her house. I didn't want to be the joy kill I usually am(that's what they say). So I let her on her wild sail with a very genuine have fun comment. My friend has never forgiven me for this day. She says she was under the influence and I was supposed to stop her from leaving with the guy,okay mother Teresa. You should know when to step up,step in which is always. 

I understood much later that I was supposed to have played my role all the way and felt like a bad friend. No apologies can erase such a mistake,warrants me to write the bad friend writs.

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