13 November, 2010

More things about friends.

So, this week has been crazy.  It's all seemed to go by so fast and It's all so blurry, I can't remember much of what happened. Sometimes, it happens.

There are a few people that I would be delighted to be better friends with.   I'm attracted to genuine people.  Give me a person who is honest, true to themselves, and isn't caught up in being the most popular, and I will make a best friend out of them. Genuine people cause for genuine friendships.  If you act fake around me, you can pretty much forget it. It's not always people I don't know though.  Sometimes it's one of my close friends, or maybe some of my BLOG FOLLOWERS?!  Who knows.  I just wonder what it would be like for our friendship to be closer and how we would act together.  Sometimes, it's all I can think about.Sometimes I know immediately.  Like when I say " I wanna be her best friend, she's a cool cat," I mean it.  I like to think about how great our friendship could become if we ever did become best friends.  Maybe we'd do things like make beanies together, or go sledding , maybe even play hide and seek or any other things best friends do.  I can even picture going through a hard thing with that person, which is so weird to me, and making me a better friend with them.  I can picture myself helping that person, or that person helping me, because that's what best friends do.  I think there might be a whole section on my mind reserved for dreams of potential best friends.

I'm attracted to genuine people.  Give me a person who is honest, true to themselves, and isn't caught up in being the most popular, and means everything they say, and I will make a best friend out of them. Genuine people result in genuine friendships.  If you act fake around me, you can pretty much forget it, and I really don't want anything to do with you.  Please don't be fake.  Please, oh please.  I want to be friends with you.

 I have lots of respect for the quiet wallflower types, because they don't have to be social butterflies to survive..  I used to be there, and in many ways, I still am. I don't talk to many people I don't know and I get nervous when I have to order at a restaurant. I'm not very outgoing outside of my circle of friends.  I'm a thinker, and I notice people.  I notice the things other people don't. When I see people secretly doing nice things, my heart warms up.  Like just the other day, I saw a girl putting sticky notes with nice things on them, like "you are beautiful," on peoples backpacks. I like people watching.

  I know I talk about things like this a lot, but it really interests me.  I hope you're not annoyed.  Are you annoyed?  I write about  my friends a lot.  I write about them because they're important to me.  They're one of the biggest factors of my life, and I love them very very very very much.  I love you.

Yes, you too.

I love you all day long.



Now onto more fun things.



Picture book?
yesyesyes.
My friends are not.

My friends did not.

My friends are not.  (it's a Dodo bird.)


My friends are not slowly dying.

All of my friends are alive.
I hope amid all of this silly stuff people can take me seriously when I mean to be.

Have a nice weekend.

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