Friendship is a weird thing. You spend months, sometimes YEARS thinking someone is your friend..and one fine day you figure how little you actually know about him/her. I've recently learnt a lot about friendship...some of which I wish I hadn't learnt..then again, its not ALL bad..
Someone I had considered a friend for a while now did something no friend ever would, or should..another one of my best friends showed a side of himself I had never seen before, which completely perplexed me..then again, someone I hadn't spoken to in years recently became someone who talked me through a very bad time, and continues to talk me through ...well... graduate school ;). And then I made a friend in 3 days, who I think will be a best friend for life. The significant other , who I met a relatively short while ago, has fast become one of the best friends I ever have, or ever will make :)
I repeat myself when I say- weird, this friendship thing....life was so much simpler as a kindergarten goer. The kid who pushed you on the playground was the bad guy, and the kid who held out her hand and pulled you up was the good one..and that was that. None of this business about having to understand hidden motives, circumstances, situations and all that nonsense.
The guy wasn't cracked then,when he said - "A friend is one who walks in when others walk out"
Someone I had considered a friend for a while now did something no friend ever would, or should..another one of my best friends showed a side of himself I had never seen before, which completely perplexed me..then again, someone I hadn't spoken to in years recently became someone who talked me through a very bad time, and continues to talk me through ...well... graduate school ;). And then I made a friend in 3 days, who I think will be a best friend for life. The significant other , who I met a relatively short while ago, has fast become one of the best friends I ever have, or ever will make :)
I repeat myself when I say- weird, this friendship thing....life was so much simpler as a kindergarten goer. The kid who pushed you on the playground was the bad guy, and the kid who held out her hand and pulled you up was the good one..and that was that. None of this business about having to understand hidden motives, circumstances, situations and all that nonsense.
The guy wasn't cracked then,when he said - "A friend is one who walks in when others walk out"
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how goes it then?