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Sabrina is basically my best friend. I've only know her for a little while compared to most friendships, but it's been a long time for me. And, we've only gotten closer with time. She's a very caring person. And, she's been patient with me. ; ) I think she's great! And, I'm not alone. Sabrina lives in Canada so I don't get to see her personally. So we just talk online all the time. It's a challenge, but that's only made us closer. She rather tends to brag on me too. *g* But, that's OK with me. When I finally got a web page up I reallized that I didn't have anything whatsoever about me! *?* Not much help for you fellas, eh? So, I thought I should get something. At first, I just didn't have time. Then, I just didn't want to. It turns out that I hate talking about myself. I get kinda paranoid if I say anything good. After all... if I don't lie about myself what would I lie about? I have the perfect motive, and no creduebility. (Because, you probably just met me.) So... I was originally going to get several people to do it, but it didn't work out that way. One kinda went South on me, and I didn't hear from her for a long while. My only other close friend rather scrunched up her face at me with the look that makes me feel like I just suggested she wear all her clothes inside out. She probly thinks I'm nuts anyway. So... since I had no other close friends (er... true friends) I got Sabrina alone to write my bio. And, well... now she's kinda official anyway. Especially since we're so close. |
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She is my best friend. Sabrina has been there for me every time I needed her. Nobody else has! Sabrina always listens, she always has something to say, and she is always willing to share her own thoughts and feelings with me. I ask this of all my friends who wish to remain so, but so far only Sabrina has come through 100%. (Sad, isn't it? That my best friend is more than a thousand miles away.) Well... read my poetry! Sad is sad is sad, and boo hoo hoo... I have my moods, but mostly I'm pretty sick of the feeling sorry for myself. Sabrina has really helped me with that. She's given me a reason not to give up. I can hope again. Hope is something I do not always have. (Most of my "friends" give it, only to take it away. Maybe they get tired of me?)
Well, Sabrina's pretty special. She's funny, and intelligent. She's very creative. (I love her poetry.) She tends to be, (OH HARK!) nice to people too. But, that looks like that's about it. I'm out of ideas... for now. Okay, I hope you learned something from all this garbage... ; p
with gracious intonements of gratitude,
Mannon Charles