Privacy And Hormones

This weekend, I was accused of being a bad friend. I was accused by my best friend, and I definitely deserved it. If you remember a while back, I blogged about a birthday wish that was forced upon me (click on "birthday" to read about it). Not only did I not give him the wish that he wanted, but I found a way to do the exact opposite of what was asked of me. It was not a manner of him asking for the blue one, and I got him the green one. Instead, it was similar to him asking me for a car, and I got him flip flops.

Side note: I was accused of being a 16 year-old girl because I blog (and a number of other things). She said that it was similar to journaling and that only girls journal. I agree with the only girls journal part but not the blogging part. You can't reveal secrets and other sensitive matter on a blog (unless it's something like being addicted to Harry Potter), and it's more of story telling and entertainment than privacy and hormones. But, this whole situation is sort of a private/sensitive subject, so I occasionally have to write in code and use synonyms.

(This is the coded part) He wasn't all that mad when he found out that I got him the flip flops. He wasn't disappointed that he didn't get the car because deep down he knew that I wouldn't be able to get him the car. I guess, he just wanted to see me save up for the car. Even more surprisingly, he wasn't even mad that the flip flops actually already belonged to him. He was mad because he blatantly asked me if I got him the flip flops. He knew about the flip flops, but he specifically asked me if they were his flip flops and I said, "No." He was not a happy camper (pun intended on the camper) when he found out about the flops.

In my mind, I saw everything playing out differently. I didn't think my lie would matter at all. I thought that he would be more upset about everything else. I lied to him because I figured that I was dodging an argument about not doing what he said to do. I felt terrible about the bold face lie, but I thought it was going to help things in the long run. Please, tell me you see my flaw. I was relying on a sin to help me. Talk about a slap in the face. His primary disappointment was that I lied to him.

What an important lesson to learn. Two lessons actually! Lesson one, don't sin. Plain and simple. There is no justification for it. It won't help you, and it won't ever improve your situation. Lesson two, they are your friends for a reason. You may disappoint them. You may upset them. At the end of the day, you are friends. Especially, your best friends. Those are the people that can carry the worst of your troubles. They understand you better than anyone else. When you start thinking that there is a reason to deceive them because they won't understand, you are changing your relationship from friendship to mere acquaintances.

As I've admitted on many occasions, I am a fool. I am blessed to have such understanding and forgiving friends.