What is a friend exactly? The concept of friends confuses me. I recieved an e-mail today. You know one of them stupid, pass this on to so many people and they will be your true friends. This e-mail stated that we only ever had eight true friends. Eight? Hmmm....I don't know if I buy this. I guess it is all about what we consider a friend to be. We have friends for different reasons, on all different levels. We have people that will listen to us. We have people who entertain us. We have the odd few that do it all. We have friends we trust more than others. People we have known longer than others. We have all different kinds of friends, but how do we know if some are more important than others? Do we care about certain friends more than others.
I have three best friends. That's it. Three very different people. Three people I trust greatly though, and my trust is hard to get. I have lots of other friends. People who are great. They just aren't my best friends. First there is Sam. I've known her for about ten years. We went to school together, and basically grew up together. Went through all them awkward teenage years. She knows my history. She knows what I came from. History is a difficult thing to compete with. Because while I will meet new people, she'll know the little things. We are very different people. Over the years we have gone down different paths. She remains my best friend though, and I think she always will. I know, no matter what she will be there for me. I know if I phoned her right now and told her I needed her, she would be here. That is a true friend. Apparently, hehe. My next best friend is my sister. Now just because we are sisters doesn't mean we ave to like each other, but we get on great. We always have. We share a similar sense of humour, similar liking for things. She has held my hand through some of the worst experiences of my life. To this day she continues to hold my hand. I would die for her, no questions asked. She makes up for all the grief I get off my other sister. We argue loads, but she knows how to make me smile. She just rocks. Then there is the boy. The boy is probably the person I talk to most. The person I can spend hours talking too, about nothing to important, but he listens (yes I said it!) anyway. I can tell him my problems, laugh with him. I find a true friend, is someone you can make fun of, and they take it on the chin. I do that alot with him. I know if I have a problem or I'm upset, he will be there for me. If I need something he will be there for me. I know he cares about me, and wants me to be happy. I know with him, I've met someone I've truely clicked with, on a level like no other. He knows what I'm thinking. When I go quiet, the words I'm to scared to say, he already knows them. He asks my opinions on things, already knowing what I'll say. He cares about me, and I care about him.
Three best friends doesn't sound alot. I'm happy with them though. Eight would be far to many for me. It's quality not quantity for me. I don't actually really consider myself a people person If I'm honest. I get grumpy when I'm around people to much. I like my own space. I like to be able to breath. I'm not anti-social I don't think. i just know what I like. I don't like people who talk to much, I don't like people who don't get my sense of humour. Thinking about it, I think that is a huge part for me. Not many people dig my sense of humour. Some of you are probably thinking what sense of humour, hehe! People can find my humour offensive, the sarcastic, dry road is for me. if people Don't like my humour, that's it for me. We may aswel not even bother. To laugh is so important to me. So the point of this blog. What is a true friend? Ideas welcome....