OK, so I TOTALLY love my friends. You guys know that Chloe and Zoey are like my sisters…that’s how super tight we are!
And usually I would NEVER think of lying to them!
I mean, I think lying should be a criminal offense, punishable by imprisonment in a room with MacKenzie for at least five hours. (Seriously, I can’t think of a worse sentence!!!)
But sometimes I think maybe lying is the right thing to do.
Case in point: Yesterday Zoey came to school wearing hot pink skinny jeans and a tucked in black turtle neck shirt.
I am SO not a fashion snob (unlike some people who design their own LAME clothes!) But her pants were so bright they almost burned my retinas!
In the morning she was all like, “I LOVE my new skinny jeans!! What do you guys think? SO cute, right?”
I HATE lying to my friends, so I felt this horrible weight in my stomach feeling, like someone threw a bag of rocks down my throat. I swear, I kind of wanted to hurl!
But I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, so I was like, “Where did you get those?!”
This way, I wasn’t REALLY lying, because I didn’t really answer her question. But I didn’t tell her the truth either.
I mean, maybe it was just me. Maybe I’ve developed some chronic inability to recognize cool clothes from wearing way too many department store outfits!
Maybe it was actually the coolest outfit ever…or maybe I had some kind of eye injury and I just wasn’t seeing it right…
Or maybe it was the WORST COMBINATION OF CLOTHING EVER, and I was a horrible friend for not telling her, “Go home and get changed before MacKenzie attacks!!”
So that was one time when I lied to my friend recently. And then there was one other…
The other day Chloe wanted me to go to the movies with her after school.
But I already spent my allowance, and when I asked my Mom for money, she was all like, “Did you get a card in the mail recently? No? That’s because I’m NOT your personal ATM!”
Man was she moody that day!
I didn’t want to tell Chloe I was flat broke, because I was kind of embarrassed, and I didn’t want her to feel like SHE should have to pay for me. So I just said I didn’t feel great.
I even did a fake cough. OMG I felt so bad about that!
She said it was no big deal, and then she offered to bring me chicken soup and hang out with me, since I was sick.
Then I felt REALLY bad about it!
It’s one thing to make fake vomit and lie to your parents to stay home from school, but it’s totally NOT COOL to lie to your friend and then make her hang out inside your boring house all afternoon so you don’t have to admit you spent your allowance on candy! (Seriously, sometimes I think I’m 5!)
I ended up telling her the truth and was like, “OMG Nikki you can always tell me what’s up! We’re friends…that’s what friends are for!”
I know she’s right. But I still don’t know about the Zoey situation! I mean how could I tell her that her pants were horrendous without totally hurting her feelings?
Maybe sometimes it’s totally okay to lie!!
What do you think? Is it okay to lie sometimes about little things?
