Sunday, October 9, 2011

Mom & Friends.


My mom was asking me about my friendship with who and who when we were shopping today.
Mom: How good are both of you? She meant our friendship.
Me: Like that lo. I also not sure. Good means good. Why? I really unsure about it.
Mom: No, I'm just asking. Last time I also do have a best friend, but when you get betrayed, you'll start to lose trust for friends. So afterwards, I'll still have friends but I won't really treat it seriously.
Me: Oh, mom, this is common. I'm used to it. Just think positively.
Mom: Great that you think this way. Then should be okay to you.
At that moment, I didn't know that Mom has this kind of situation too.
She says that she's afraid that once I quarrel w my friends, we'll like become enemies and all.
Mom, we haven't really grown up yet. Unless we quarreled because of money, because of boyfriend, then I've nothing else to say.
But for now, from my point of view, they are just somebody who I think I can lean on, I can trust to. Since teenagers don't really share their thoughts to their parents. So they need friends. So do I.
There's nothing I wanna say in this post. Just sharing what my mom don't usually talk about it with me.