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Aug 6, 2004 There is only one thing worse than calling up your boyfriend and finding him with about three other girls in his room and that is calling up your best friend and finding him with about three other girls in his room. It's funny how often friends get shut out for the opposite sex. In my case, I was being shut out for a card game. Whines of "Chris come on! We can't play without you!" permeated the phone-line as Chris made a pathetic excuse as to why exactly he had to go. If I were his girlfriend, I'd have dumped him. Unfortunately, I am his so-called "best friend." I couldn't dump him. I couldn't even avoid him. He would call me back eventually to find out what it was that I was so ticked off about. I couldn't very well say "Chris, no offense or anything but I don't appreciate you frolicking around in your room with a couple of girls none of which are your girlfriend. I also don't appreciate you shutting me out just because you have new friends… which I doubt are friends at all actually, probably just random people leeching on to you for a good time." I suppose there is a natural instinct in humans that forces them to find popularity; find themselves somewhere in which they can fool themselves into thinking they're loved. I constantly find people telling themselves that all their "friends" will be there when they aren't having cheery blue skies: famous last words, those. There is a balance to those leeches that are equally as bad. Or good: however you might look at it. These are the rescuers. They help you when you're down and as long as you are miserable and helpless, they love you. As soon as you're back on your own feet, they throw in the towel and walk off; their job is done. Although there are not incredibly many types of leeches, rescuers come in all different shapes, sizes and come with all sorts of intentions. Some think of themselves as a cast: they help to heal you but as soon as you are well, they'll be off and away. Others are the super-glue covered walking-sticks: they'll assist you until you can manage on your own, but they won't leave and will only accomplish crippling you further until you get them surgically removed once and for all. Not all friends are bad, though. There are friends who last lifetimes over, the ones who find a way into your heart whether you like it or not. The ones who sit down with you when you cry, but also let you stand on your own feet when the storm is over. The friends who will gladly spend a cheery day with you but is just fine with letting you hang out with other people. These are also the friends most taken advantage of, the ones most often shown the door when the going is good. Adam Levine of Maroon 5 sings the words "I know where you hide alone in your car/ Know all of the things that make you who you are/ I know that good-bye means nothing at all." The real friends know everything about you and will always come back for you, even if you've done them wrong. This is the curse of real friendship; one can never really give up on the other. Many people say that friendship is a two way street. They're wrong; although you may think the world of someone, they might not think the world of you. When you do find yourself in the situation where the feeling is mutual, hold on to it. True friendship is priceless and immortal. It will last until the day you die. The world is always a much more beautiful place with a true friend around; I'm fifteen and already figured that much out. ------------ About the author: Ambreen is a somewhat cynical high school student who thinks teenagers are pretty much crazy (herself included). Any questions? Email Ambreen at: stardust_inc786@hotmail.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ |
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