teenage years are nt easy. 2 years of it n i still feel like a stranger. every waking minute is a new experience. every minute feeling does nt go unnoticed. d world crumbles at every rejection. be it from peers, the opposite sex or sum1 ure juz dying to impress. but push the rejection, trials and tribulations aside, He gives u sumthin else. sumthin so much better that makes up for all of d above. for every tear and every sigh. for every laugh and every smile. He gives u wat He calls ur chosen family. OXford defines it as sum1 one likes and choses to be around. the germans call them freunden. the spanish, Amigos. Me? i prefer whackjobs. yes ppl. friends, aquaintances, classmates, allies, partners-in-crime, personal confidante. so many words, so little space. yet wif so many words describing dis particular group of ppl, they don't relli do any of 'em any justice do they? well in my case they dun. given d circumstances in my life rite now, this topic is conveniently irrelevant. for God knows wat reason. but things haf a funny way of working out themselves. so i'm ok. lolz. for every moment u fall down, physically,mentally or spiritually, they're kinda there for u. mayb nt in d flesh. but there's no doubt ure playing in their minds. even in ure long lost friends. every once in a while there'll be a flashback like one of those Steven Spielberg movies. but more often than nt u play like a broken record, over n over again in ur closest amigos mind. it could b dat moment u guys cried in skool, or the time u went on sum holiday, or d big fight over nthin u guys had. and especially the time u confessed every single detail in ur lil' self to them. notice it's them. not her or him or u or even me. plural. not singular. kinda makes u wonder y don;t it? well it's coz no matter how much of a loner u are, a quiet person, d conniving bitch or d uptight person sneering at everything in sight. u'll have a friendS! so wat if they ain't in ur skool? as friends are family, ure family are ur friends too. oh and a falling out wif a friend dun mean d end of d world. feeling dissed? they prob feel d same. if only we'd swallow our ridiculously massively sized egos. hell won't d world b a better place? there wpuld b no arguments, no wars. but it;s only human nature. thus no one is to blame. it takes two to tango. if u noe wat i mean. there mite b a subtle meaning to all this. but there's most prob not. lolz. if u feel d need to backlash or even criticize. feel free to do so. i'm here for a reason. so is dis blog. mayb one day i'll write wat i relli feel. no holds barred. everything unravelled. every minor detail in my flesh n bones exposed. one day. but for now. i'll live in my shell of bitchiness. lolz. content with where i am. for now. but hu noes. one day mite b tomorrow. we'll see. but until dat day. or realistically the next post. adios AMIGOS!all are architects of faith living in a land of time.
Track of the friend-ly entry:
Macy Gray - I try
with love and thanx to my amigos/whackjobs for putting up with me,
BecKy
