Bob... my good friend.

Well hmm, the person I address as Bob, isn't exactly Bob, hes a friend I have with the same situation as Bob in the St. Joseph English examination paper num. 1 form 4, so I guess the st Joy boys form 4 this year should be able to know who he is.

Well, lets see. Bob is my good friend, but after the incident he has seriously changed. Well for once, he wasn't the same old Bob that i used to know, hes still the same but somehow different. He was much more sensitive and defensive on what he does, he tends to overreact when I call him names or said something wrong, he would be like Fuck you asshole, and starts to push and shove. Then i would be like, calm down man. Its just a joke, then he would be like okay. Secondly, he hangs out more with a arrogant, not funny piece of wannabe hunky baller and his gang and less with his old friends. He would be found running around with him, laughing and playing ball with them. Its not that I have a problem with him having fun or laughing, to me its cool but its the fact of the feeling of losing him day by day, sometimes i even try talking to him when he was with the gang(okay, I'm in no good terms with the gang, only with a few of them so I dont really socialize with them, so they kinda treat me like trash especially the retarded vegetable(the name i call one of them)but hes starting to slightly ignore me so thats like kinda... making me feel down. Third but not last, I've been kinda worried about his random depressed Spacing out moment from time to time, he would be like... looking into space with a depressed look on his face, it gets me real worried. Sometimes I try to talk to him and trying to possibly comfort him when hes in that state, but sometimes it doesn't work.

But in all the negatives, there are a few positive stuff. For once, he goes to church now to pray for his dad, which sorta touched me. Yeah, he goes to the St. Joseph Cathedral time to time to do that. I dont know about you people but to me its a rather good thing to be praying more to our father the Lord. Secondly, seeing him this sad has made me pray more to the Lord too, I've been praying more to the Lord for healing and thanking Him for the swift recovery of Bob. So I guess Bob's incident has made us both a little more holier.

So thats it, I love Bob as a brother, and the thought of losing him is killing me. Cos, damn man, I share his feelings and we also share secrets about stuff. I wanna care more about him but ever since we changed classes we became more distant and we talk less. I dont want out friendship to end... So I pray to the Lord and try to talk to him as much as i can. Sometimes I try to avoid the subject of the incident cos i dont wanna hurt his feelings.

Thats all that i can write for now,
This is the Bittersweet Symphony of "Bob" and Tony,

Peace and God Bless,
TonyPointe