I've mentioned before numerous times that when I was at school, I only had one true friend, that would be the wonderful Jesse who I've mentioned so many times that I really hope she doesn't read this actually and take out a restraining order on me. Though if she's not done it yet, she might never get round to doing it.
I had some "friends" at school. People I hung around with. But the main reason I did that was because I didn't want to be on my own. When I started going for walks during dinner time with Jesse these people were pretty much all forgotten about anyway. I would still sit with them at class and breaktime mind though. But not even hanging around with them at dinner, I guess it was pretty clear that I didn't really care much for them, plus they didn't care much for me either.
Like the time I actually had a mental breakdown at school. I pretty much slipped into a self induced coma. I didn't react, I think I barely blinked, all I did was follow simple instructions because my brain was just operating on that basic a level. All I did was get up, and move. I can't remember if I spoke, but I guess I must have at least once if they called my mum who came to pick me up. But where were my friends when this was happening? Nowhere. It was one of my friends sisters who actually tried to help me, I got on pretty well with her actually, that is until her brother said some awful, awful things about me. Things I won't even repeat here. But she was a nice girl, and I hope at least that she turns out okay, but from what I hear, she didn't.
These people even added me on facebook, but they never talk to eachother, or even read my status, not that I ever really update. Before Jesse added me, I said that I could leave a status saying I was going to kill myself, and no one would read it. I've been tempted to try it, but a family member might read it and not get the joke lol. If you're going to add someone on Facebook the least you could do is show half of an interest in them, but let's not go on about Facebook, that would quadruple the length of this post. God I hate Facebook.
Anyway, I suppose that's some of the negatives out the way, the evil of "friends", the fake people who keep you around to bolster their own ego, and the people who you let do it just to help keep the fragile one you have in at least 2 pieces. On to real friends, which means I get to talk about Jesse more. Cue the restraining order!
She is amazing, that's really the one word for it. She's always had my back, and always will. I'll always have hers too. On my 21st birthday she gave me pretty much a mountain of presents (I ain't kidding about how many there were), because she insisted that the 21st was special, even though in England it has no connotations, such as being able to drink. She cleared her room out recently of some things she didn't want, so I got 3 boxes of stuff lol. They were small boxes but they were packed. Now I have more comics, books and videos than I have room for. Plus there are more coming! We've helped eachother a lot along the journey known as life, but I believe she's helped me more than I've helped her, and she continues to help me, she gives me the pushes I need, and knows when not to push me too hard, or too far. I've let her down and angered her occasionally, but she forgives me, something I'll never forget.
Hell on Thursday we actually got seriously drunk, called in some pizza and burgers (the burgers were Godly, they had cheese, pepperoni and jalapenos on them, I even tweeted about them lol). We listened to Bat Out Of Hell 1,2, AND 3, one after the other, and sang to almost every song together. We followed that up with Nightmare Before Christmas. We're now 1000% more awesome, and not even getting married or having kids will compare. It was the first time I've seen that movie, and it was pretty damn good. She also had six, SIX marriage proposals. Though she was the one proposing lol. But everyone said yes, no one said yes to me though. Ah well. Including a June wedding on a mountain, and a gay guy. We're still not sure how the gay guy one is going to work. She had a lot of fun reading through her outbox this morning, she really didn't remember anything. I didn't really get drunk, but I had a lot of fun. Beer that's technically illegal because of its high percentage is FUN. This stuff was more alcoholic than Jack Daniels. It was also one of the first times I was seriously able to be there for her. She's had a rough couple of days (they're her problems so I won't go into it) and she really needed a break. She'd been looking forward to it all week, and then her dad says he can't bring her down. "Screw that" is what I said, and got my dad and brother to pick her up. They were headed that way anyway, but even if they weren't I would have insisted on it. It really felt nice to actually be there when someone needed me, normally I'm kicking myself for not being able to do it, but I did it. When the chips are down, I don't run. Unless I'm running away with the chips.
So, cherish the real friends you have! They be awesome.
Also I think I possibly covered this subject before. Eh, I say, eh.
|Okay, you get one Pony. Fluttershy are adorable. Even I can't resist that level of cuteness , plus it's a reaction to Thursday in Pony form.|