I love giving advice, I love when people vent to me, I love when someone feels comfortable telling me something personal but you know what I hate? When I get no appreciation for anything I do, even a "thank you" will do.
So yesterday I was at the mall with one of my best friends. We walked into a toy store and started hitting each other with the toy swords. The manager of the store yelled at us for goofing around. All we wanted to do was relive our childhood for a few minutes but then a grumpy balding man stopped us. I wish adults understood how bad we want to be kids again and just let us have a little immature fun.
hey, guys, there's this crazy idea where your "best friend" actually acts like a friend instead of an enemy. some people i used to talk to should try it.