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12/07/2001 10:29 a.m.
im in school now and im really bored but theres a lot of stuff i think i about that i need to write down.


just before the summer soemthing happend to bring me even closer to my friends. thats when i realised how much i loved them and how much they loved me, what made them differnt from other people: they CARED.
one guy, in particular, dave, was like a twin brother. he brought me to the hospital, held my hand in the ambulance, dried my tears, stayed with me for the blood tests, called my mum and came up to visit me every single day that i was in hospital. and when i got out hed call me and coem round my house until i was well enough to come out again.
another guy, dani, who was the real joker of the group, the loudmouth, the oen with a funny crack about everything no matter what the situation was, showed me another side to his character, one he usually keeps hidden from everyone. his sweet, senstive, caring side. he came up to the hospital with me as wel that night. he came to speak to me while i was waiting to be seen by the doctor, he held my hand, kissed my forehead and told me it would all be alright. his dad didnt approve of him hangin round with me, he thoght i was a worthless druggie, but he still came up to see me and i could see the concern and care in his eyes as he took my hand and just sat on the edge of my bed while the others all joked around to cheer me up. and after when i wrote a song about the experience he was very supportve and appreciative and made me belive in myself.
angie, my best friend since primary school, took the day a couple days off school with another good friend of mine, niamh. they both showed how much they cared. they drew funny pictures to cheer me up, they held me, they spoek to me, they cared about me. they're sweet girls al the time but at that period when i needed them they were nicer to me than anyoen deserves.
the rest of the group came to visit me: kirsty, who is now one of my best friends was the one who i was most worried about the same thing happening to her. she promised shed stop tho when she saw how much it meant to me.
wee rory, the youngest one. i totally broke down when i saw him come into my ward. he shouldnt have to cope with stuff like this. i should be protecting him from people like me. he knew how mcuh i cared for him tho and it helped me to see him and gave me determination to get well again. his cheeky little grin and cute messy hair always makes me smile hes the cheery one, the one who always makes me feel happier.
phily came up as well with a book for me cos she knows how much i love sabrina, and a little cuddly dog for me to sleep with.
peter came to see me with chocolates but id already gone home by that stage.
when i got out, there were emails waiting for me from peole who cared and wanted to help. claire sent me a beautiful e card, which i stil have today telling me she was there if i wanted to talk. paul scott and katie had bought me lovely silver bracelet. everyoe was so supportive.
no one was more so than my wonderful boyfriend, paddy. i didnt want him to know cos i didnt want to worry him but kirsty told him. he took time off school to come and see me every day. he wrote me a letter which i still have and bought me a mousetrap. he held my hand, kissed me, held me and for the first time, told me he loved me.i hated to put him through this cos hed already been through it with his sister, a few weeks before. i hated to see him in the pain id caused him. he was there for me when i got out as well. he bought me a cd i really wanted and stayed in with me when i couldnt go out. he was discreet abot it too, he knew i didnt want a lot of peopel to find out.

this was in april, but i still think about it every day. it was a horrible experince for me but i realised what a truely fantastic group of friends i had been lucky enough to find. theres not oen single person among them all i wouldnt consider my best friend.
i love you all
thank you so much
I am currently Reflective

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