Since we were required to write a journal relating to A Separate Peace, I decided to write about a time when i was jealous of one of my friends.
I use to be jealous of my best friend. When i was in junior high. I was jealous that my friend had it all. He had the grades, athletic ability, the girlfriend, and everyone liked him. I used to always secretly compete with him by studying more and getting better grades than him. But up until the point when he moved away, i didn't realize how good of a friend he really was to me. He always had my back and never excluded me in any of his events. But now I'm glad I have such a good friend and that we still talk after he moved away.
Monday, April 23, 2007
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