friend
/frɛnd/
–noun
1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
2. a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter: friends of the Boston Symphony.
3. a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe?
4. a member of the same nation, party, etc.
5. (initial capital letter) a member of the Religious Society of Friends; a Quaker.
Hello, everyone.
I recently reconnected with a very close group of friends; some of which I have known since 2nd grade; some of which I had met just last year. Despite that gap, we are as close as a family. Everyone has that one person in their life, that ONE person who just understands you; where you're coming from and who you are. Those are those people in my life. I love every single one of them.
I often tell them that we could film a soap opera about the group and it would get better ratings than General Hospital, and now that I think on it, there is a lot of drama in our group, but we still end up together at the end of it all. I consider them my family, because they are. There's the crazy uncle, the weirdo brothers, the close sister, and the quiet, hilarious cousin. They're my best friends and they are also the only people that know basically everything about me.
I can see us still holding "group meetings" ten years from now, dancing around and singing "Don't Stop Believin'" by Journey and "Good Riddance" by Green Day; laying on each other while watching movies; veggin' out on pizza and Mountain Dew/ Monster in front of the TV, beating the crap out of each other with swimming noodles, fake light sabers, and blow-up bats. The awesome memories we have are burnt into my memory like a tattoo that will never go away. [Nostalgic moment] The memories bring tears to my eyes because I realize that no matter what schools we go to, no matter how far each of us moves away, and no matter what path we choose, we will all be together at the end of it all.
I have truly been blessed by the higher-ups with these amazing people as my friends. We all have our kinky-kink-kinks {(Dane Cook) and our quirks, but together, we create an unstoppable force of pure love. Not necessarily romantic love, but a deep bond that really close families share. I love every one of them and I wouldn't hesitate to put my own neck on the chopping block to save any one of them.
Sometimes I think of WHY I should get out of bed in the morning, and I think of them and all of us dancing the Time Warp and strutting to Sweet Transvestite, and torturing each other with our screeching renditions of old rock songs, and I realize that those are the moments everyone lives for. And I have the privelege of sharing those moments with all thosse great people.
/frɛnd/
–noun
1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
2. a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter: friends of the Boston Symphony.
3. a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe?
4. a member of the same nation, party, etc.
5. (initial capital letter) a member of the Religious Society of Friends; a Quaker.
Hello, everyone.
I recently reconnected with a very close group of friends; some of which I have known since 2nd grade; some of which I had met just last year. Despite that gap, we are as close as a family. Everyone has that one person in their life, that ONE person who just understands you; where you're coming from and who you are. Those are those people in my life. I love every single one of them.
I often tell them that we could film a soap opera about the group and it would get better ratings than General Hospital, and now that I think on it, there is a lot of drama in our group, but we still end up together at the end of it all. I consider them my family, because they are. There's the crazy uncle, the weirdo brothers, the close sister, and the quiet, hilarious cousin. They're my best friends and they are also the only people that know basically everything about me.
I can see us still holding "group meetings" ten years from now, dancing around and singing "Don't Stop Believin'" by Journey and "Good Riddance" by Green Day; laying on each other while watching movies; veggin' out on pizza and Mountain Dew/ Monster in front of the TV, beating the crap out of each other with swimming noodles, fake light sabers, and blow-up bats. The awesome memories we have are burnt into my memory like a tattoo that will never go away. [Nostalgic moment] The memories bring tears to my eyes because I realize that no matter what schools we go to, no matter how far each of us moves away, and no matter what path we choose, we will all be together at the end of it all.
I have truly been blessed by the higher-ups with these amazing people as my friends. We all have our kinky-kink-kinks {(Dane Cook) and our quirks, but together, we create an unstoppable force of pure love. Not necessarily romantic love, but a deep bond that really close families share. I love every one of them and I wouldn't hesitate to put my own neck on the chopping block to save any one of them.
Sometimes I think of WHY I should get out of bed in the morning, and I think of them and all of us dancing the Time Warp and strutting to Sweet Transvestite, and torturing each other with our screeching renditions of old rock songs, and I realize that those are the moments everyone lives for. And I have the privelege of sharing those moments with all thosse great people.
This s the truest blog I'vee ever read. I mean, how lucky are we to have each other. i know I'm never gonna let any of you get away from me, no matter where we are.
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