It was a hectic but fruitful day. He was extremely approachable though he scolded the staff severely. I like his character somehow; he acts what he thinks so that I can easily spot that he is happy or not. Me too, I am not good at pretending nor am I good at acting. It is one of my weaknesses. I have ever tried to learn to be tactful, but I cannot see any prospect yet. How to please those who are ill-mannered in despite of helpful? How to flatter those who are conceited but powerful? How to bear to accept the one you are really cannot share any ideas with? Oh, come on. It is particularly hard; at least I cannot do it now. Maybe that’s why I am not sophisticated and somehow immature.

I am a carefree person, why I say so, because I do not complain life too much and am easy to be contented as well a grateful heart. I am in the full conviction that if you know how to appreciate small things you are absolutely a joyful person who I would like to meet up.

I do not like meeting pessimist; because they not only affect my emotion but also erode my active cells. I have an American friend who is typically hard to please. He traveled to several countries in October last year. I asked him to share his admirable experiences with me, unexpectedly, he told me nothing cheerful but rather disappointed. He only captured the bad sides, just like the city is dirty and the people are unfriendly….. Unbelievable! ~ If me, I would cherish every second and minutes to discover to explore to enjoy to relish to savor to use my eyes, my memory, my camera to capture all the beautiful things. Absolutely, I will have no time for wasting especially on complaints.

Several months ago, I have got a call from him, he was sick. The most unbearable thing was that he complained to me that no one cares about him though he is terribly sick. I have tried very hard to persuade him to be positive but I failed. It seems he was badly infected with negativity. I even have a quarrel with him at that time, I said sorrily, “I am not capable of becoming your friend, I cannot bear your complaint, I am sorry, please forget and forgive me, and we will be completely strangers if you keep on acting like this”.

Then one week later, he called me again and apologized for his disrespectful behavior. I accepted his apology meanwhile reminded him that no one should shares his complaints. To be honest, I have been fed up with this friendship and have given up on contacting with him. But he calls me frequently, and saying that I have a distinctive personality who he wants to learn from.

I was so glad that he had improved a lot. Unfortunately, good times didn’t last long. He turned back to his original image. I think we are really incompatible. Every tiny thing that can amuse me, but even giant thing cannot please him. I made a decision finally that I cannot be his friend. I wrote him several papers letter “Reminiscence & Farewell”. It’s all about our memories. It worked. His desire to be my friend had died down.

God, he called me again last Saturday; it had been a few months that we didn’t contact. To be frank, I never expected his call again. I am afraid of hurting him. He is a vulnerable guy. You know, I am a straightforward person; I really afraid of my frankness might hurt him… Anyway, I talked to him as if nothing happened.

I am crystal clear that the first day we met, we were having a free talk, very soon, and I found I did not like him owing to his impolite reaction. He asked me to stop laughing instead of talking soberly. God, he just like asked me to cut my throat. How can I control myself if something really laughable? Eventually, I refused to talk with him. Five months later, we met again; he talked to me earnestly and regrettably. He said, he has fell in love with my cool trait and he wanted me to remember him so that he acted discourteously. How ridiculous!

After struggled for some time, I accepted our friendship. Now, I neither contact him initiatively nor forwardly. Maybe it is the only way; I really do not want to hurt you, I hope you can be stronger enough to hold up this and can inspire me one day.