Teehee, sorry for the late post. Was up all night last night playing, so, yeah.
Anyway, friends.
I don't know why, but I'm currently finding it hard to write about this topic, even though I have already written another about it (albeit, on a more economic point of view, click here to read). But one thing I can say though, is that even with my relatively wide scope of people I'm in good terms with, there are only a handful which I can truly call my friends.
For the last two years, break time has never been the same for me. Ever since a friend of mine introduced us into playing his board/card games, I've been hooked. And after a while, it's been tradition to play during breaks or whenever we're free. And the fun part is that my other friends also seem to be hooked, even some other people who don't usually stay with us play every once in a while. So for making the past two years really really fun and entertaining and for never seeming to run out of ideas, thank you Justin.
Of course with games, it's never fun to play with only yourself. That's where your other friends come in. Eventually this sense of being only a player to another will fade and you will tend to hang out with them more and more. Even though we have not been exactly the closest of friends, I'm still glad you guys are around to play with. Edmond, Maki, Jia, the games will never have been as epic without you guys.
Games aren't the only thing in friendships. The relationship in itself is the most crucial part. Being there when needed, having someone to talk to about stuff, all these also is a part of every friendship.But you can't help but have some friends who talks some sense into you every once in a while, and that's one way to test the strength of your friendship. And Quina and Ria have never failed to be there when I need someone to talk to, or you know, just to be there.
Usually girl (space) friends are the ones whom you go to (if you're a guy, then again, also if you're a girl) for serious conversations. But guys could also make for good conversations, even though there may (usually) arise random spurs-of-the-moment jokes and whatnot. And they're usually the more loyal once who'd stick with you no matter what (no offense to anyone). Three years have I been stuck with these guys, and even now we question the sole foundation of our friendship, but I wouldn't have Marlo nor Leif any other way (no, I do NOT know what you mean).
Almost everyone has their close friend of the opposite gender. Usually to be the one to talk you out of (or sometimes even into) something stupid, to knock some sense to you, and basically be your opposite-gender-conscience. But sometimes, they're also your go-to person to talk to about random problems concerning other friends and people. But no matter what happens and what stupid, crazy, whacked-up thing you do, they'll always have your back (and quite possibly still have random normal-but-supposed-to-be-really-awkward conversations with them). Just so you know Thea, I'll still be setting up my alarm just to be able to request.
So I guess that's it then?
Ha, heck no. I could never forget that one friend of mine.
The one best friend that have seen me at my best and at my worst. The one who fits all the description above (except anything game related, you have a really strong self-control, I salute you for that). The one whom you'd trust with your life. The one whom you'd trust with your heart.
For some reason, I always end up liking my best girl (space) friend, and always end up failing (usually, the demise is caused by my best guy (space) friend). I don't know why this is, but somehow, it just is.
Well, to be honest, I really don't know what else to say (actually, I do, but it might cause a general reaction to people, don't worry though, it's not R-18). Just that you're the best friend I've always wanted to have, the best friend that have stuck with me for three years through ups and downs. And for that, and countless many others, and yeah, thanks for everything, Angelei. (To anyone wondering, yeah, it's her)
I guess, that's it.
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