The mysteries of life. Instead of making new friends, I keep losing them. And I thought that I am already a naturally nice person.

Well, Ma doesn't seem to think so. Occasionally now and then she will ask me about some people who used to be close with me. "Hey, what happen to 'so and so'? He/she hasn't been around for a long time." And I'll say, "Oh, I don't think he/she wants to be my friend anymore." She'll raise an eyebrow and tell me that I should change my attitude. Something must be wrong if I keep chasing good friends away.

Well, a lot she doesn't know, right?

The truth is, I miss my friends. And I'm sure I wouldn't be welcomed to drop a line or two.