So I was not sure what I
was going to write about this week, there was a tie between two topics that I
had in mind since I started blogging again. The friendship topic won obviously.
So friendship in general means a lot to me, I don't even want to imagine where
I'd be without the amazing people around me, but today I want to write about
two special people. I was fortunate enough to not only find my best female
friend, I even found a guy to be my best male friend too. So here I want to
write about those two people who mean a ton to me.
I can still remember when I
got to know my best friend, who usually prefers to go by the name of Marina on
the internet. It was in the halls of my school, she was talking with our share
friend Vanessa. As far as I remember, she wore a shirt with a printed tie on it
and I thought how she seemed to have a good fashion sense. How we really
started to hang out is now hard to recollect, but it took us quite a while. It
went from eating lunch in a group of three to four, to a birthday party and
finally to spending more time together more and more frequently. I may sound
like I'm in love or something, but for me having a best friend, a sister, a
twin, always felt like a huge deal. I wanted and needed something like that in
my life.
I'm not sure if you can
relate, but when you were younger did you ever watch so called BFF's on
television, in cartoons or movies, and all you could do was wanting to have
someone like that? or maybe you had people around you, siblings, parents,
friends, who had that kind of thing. I was really girly about that, I wanted to
have sleepovers, and doing each other’s hair and make-up, having long talks and
doing crazy stuff together. The thing was, when I looked around in primary
school there were nice girls, but none of them had the potential to be what I
wanted to have, even though that may sound idiotic to you.
I remember being in 4th
grade, praying to God that a family would move to our appartment house, with a girl my age
that looked like me and went to school with me and basically was a second me.
And of course that didn't happen. What did happen was that I met this crazy,
extroverted, japanloving, cooking, caring and lovable creature, who is always
late but no matter what, that I can call my best friend. She looks a bit like
me, that's why people sometimes are confused about who is who, but apart from
that we are not that similar, and that is the point. I didn't get a copy of
myself, I got another half. Like you and your siblings might be quite
different, so are Marina and I, but you know, you can't choose your family. I
think what goes hand in hand with that is that I'm completely adopted by her
family, I really feel at home when I'm at her's, even when she isn't there and
I'm with her mum or her brother.
I would seriously not trade
her for anything in this world and as far as I'm concerned we'll stay friends
forever, even though this is even more girly. Plus she agrees with me and says
that befriending Vanessa, who was the one to introduce us to each other, was
one of the best decisions she made. I agree whole heartily. Oh and don't get me
wrong, I have other people who are very very very dear to me, but as I said,
the best friend title needed to be rewarded to someone.
But where there is a
female, there also needed to be a male version. For me being friends with guys
was hard. I've always surrounded myself with females, because let's be honest,
guys are annoying (at least that's what I used to think). The only males
allowed around me where my brother and occasionally his friends, apart from
them I just couldn't handle male beings. What made this even worse were the two
years I spent going to school with only girls. At my school we had to many girls,
so when they made classes (you have every subject in the same group of people,
that's what we call a class), they decided to make an all-girl one. So at
church I didn't have male friends, because that's just how it was, and in
school I didn't have any either. That lead to me feeling very awkward around
guys.
So my best guy friend, who
I like to call Coco, went to school with me for four years. If I'm honest, I
first had a crush on him, which made it impossible for me to talk to him (I
used to be terribly tongue tied when it came to that). After we went to school
together for one and a half years, my class went to Spain to do a short
exchange trip. One day we went to a theme park and the whole group started the
day together. After a while Coco wanted to go on certain rides again, but no
one would join him. You have to know that I'm terrified of rollercoaster, I
really hate them, but I felt so sorry for him so that I decided to go with him, despite the fact that I still had a crush on him.
I'd like to call that one of the best decisions of my life.
After we all got back from Spain
we started chatting on MSN occasionally. Some time later he really started
opening up to me and told me things that he never told anyone else. I was
really flattered about how open he was, and I couldn't help but opening up myself
too. For a certain amount of time I felt like an agony aunt, but we managed to
get over that. In my opinion we have a lot of history anyway. Through him I
learned that guys aren't just stupid and annoying, but that there is of course
more behind all that. I don't know how to explain it, but I really grew on our
friendship, even though it wasn't always easy. I think unlike Marina, he’d
be embarrassed to read such a text about him, but on the other hand we were always
cheesy anyway.
The sad thing is I've only
seen him twice since we graduated last summer, but I hope to always call him my
best friend because you know what? Friendship does not define about how often
you see each other, or what you do when that happens, but about what you feel
when you receive a text, you meet, or you just hear from them. I'm always
smiling very widely.
So yeah, this was a little
post about two people that are irreplaceable in my life’s story. I want to
write about my other friends sometimes soon too, but that was all for today.
Cheerio.
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