I’ve got 2 posts in my head for tonight. Both are about subjects which, for obvious reasons, I deeply care about. Here is number 1:
I just spent several hours in conversation with one of my best friends. We met less than one year ago, yet we could have been separated at birth- our interests are so similar. My Dad always told me that to be a family, both of “you gotta go thru somethin’.” Critical Mass and I witnessed the terrible and the triumphs and the smiles and the tears for each other. We both “went thru somethin’” this past year, and we’re not only stronger people for it, we are STRONGER FRIENDS because of it. He lets me be me. And even he gives me shit for it (Superbowl and Zazoo incidents), the real me is the only thing he has EVER asked for from me. *(I gave him some Tostitos too, just in case I was a disappointment. He liked the Tostitos more.)*
A sassy Haitian chick has managed to steal my heart. Even as I write this, she makes me smile just by writing over Skype “I love you.” After all the two of us have been through and experienced together, I know she means it. And even though I don’t show it sometimes, I mean, truly, what I replied to her, “<3.” In a few weeks, it will be ONE YEAR since we met, ONE YEAR since I saw this girl sitting on the edge of the sidewalk in front of Thurston, cigarette in one hand, phone in the other, ONE YEAR since I met someone I hope to never leave my life.
This one other guy, I could never leave off this list. We met very near the beginning of freshman year in high school, when he still had greasy, curly hair and I still had acne. When we both became involved in drama, we met again. This time, it was for real. I don’t know why we get along: he loves Marilyn Manson, while I love Lady Gaga. He is a fuckin’ Steelers fan and I’m a die-hard Ravens fan. He’s unbelievably European and I’d be a Republican if I weren’t more patriotic than they are. Despite the differences between us, he and I are friends. Best friends. It’s different now that we are in college and not spending nearly every class together. It’s not the same suffering through International Affairs, when not one year earlier, we were suffering through Trigonometry together. But what is the same is when we got in my car last weekend and talked about any and everything- personal and otherwise. He is MY BROTHER as a part of 2009’s 251, but to very few of those brothers would I give the title BEST FRIEND.
I have 3 best friends. Each of them is a different person from the others. They are all from different places, enjoy different things, and speak more than one language :D. I love all three for daring to be a friend to me. I am not always the best friend, but I swear on my life, I would do anything for you guys. Hopefully, we will never have to cross that bridge, but I promise here and now, the food in my belly and the clothes on my back are yours if you need them. You all have given me so much more than that already.