Being [In] Sensitive

Just a couple of days ago, I have found out that I have been insensitive about my friend. I didn’t know the fact that he was and is still having some problems with his girlfriend. I felt like I have done a big mistake not realizing that for quite a while I didn’t quite keep in touch with him though his place is near. I felt awful moreover right now I need him as a partner, and he is still having his problem.

Today, I visited my other friend who is sick quite bad though he denied it. I and sandy took care of him today, and though he was anxious [in the first place] to receive our help he was grateful that we were there. It made me feel that I am still trying to be sensitive. Cause without my friends, I ceased [partly, hopefully not wholly] to exist. I am trying not to repeat my mistake for being insensitive.

Be sensitive among your friends. They need you, and you need them. Help while you can, good things can be done without any particular reason.

And the first respond is from sandclow about me having to create this story of my life. It’s nice to have your creation or your work appreciated.

HMIF is having its 21st birthday today. Other than few congrats notes on the “Bukom HMIF”, there’s no special occasion to commemorate this event. Sad though…