How much are your friends worth? mine are worth millions. in fact, come to think of it, they're priceless. my greatest friends (you guys know who you are) have stuck by me thru sticky times, good times, bad times, crying times, bitching times, i can go on forever. but today, and many weeks before, a group of friends who have know each other for 8 bloody years can somehow not tolerate each other anymore. oh oh oh. well not exactly. lets see, we have 5 on the idealist thinking (whereby they all want to be in a group again), 2 on the same side (equally blaming a certain party) and 1 (standing solo on his stand). why has it become like that? why would 8 'brothers' of 8 years seemingly over time go kapoosh? why is it that an 8 year friendship/relationship/brotherhood can easily be illustrated as "没话讲了"? does that sum up what 8 years of friendship is worth? very amazing. yet somehow very sad. how come something of 8 years be screwed up so badly that even being seated together for drinks makes lemon taste sweet? to me, my friends are my life. for eternity. not something words can break. why can't you guys see it this way? brothers are a bunch. a group that binds together by something or at the very least, by your emotions & feelings. if emotions & feelings brought you people together, how can it be the very thing to break you guys apart? i really don't understand. do you understand?
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