Jan 16, 2008

What Else is New?

I was not one of those kids who grew up being afraid of people or whose parents taught them strangers are inherently bad. It turned against me numerous times, I trusted people I shouldn't have and I was easily fooled a couple of times. But I am grateful, because overall it brought more good things than bad. I make friends easily, maybe too easily. Sometimes it scares people away; but if they stick around and are not scared it's a good sign for me.
I have always been enthusiastic about meeting new people. I try not to judge or think of anything good or bad from the beginning. Time will always tell. And if I win a friend along the way, it's the greatest gain of all. If not well, I have got nothing to lose and at least I gave it a shot.
Starting a new friendship is always a bit like falling in love. You find them fascinating, you become infatuated and want to spend time together. Because you hit it off well and why the hell not?
You start sharing ideas, you find common features in your lives, maybe too many. They are not coincidences. I don't believe in coincidences. Everything is there for a reason. Like my dear ol' Gemini Alanis Morissette said: you live, you learn.
And everything is going alright, until they do something. Something contradictory, which you either don't relate to or don't approve of. You try and find reasons and excuses and say to yourself: this is just a slip, I can forgive that. You don't judge, especially if it doesn't concern you. But when they start making decisions about your friendship and start taking actions nobody had asked for, you really begin to wonder: is it me? Have I been this blind? Have I been too kind again? Have I jumped in again?
You'd think such experiences should teach you to know better next time. I have been through this many a times before. I never learn, I never let it damage me. I owe this much to this world. And to the rest of people who might need and appreciate my friendship for a change.
People are a huge load, though... There are 6 billion of us. You'd say you would find a group to hang around with that will not be such a big pain in the neck. Yet, out of these 6 billion people, there are no repetitions. We are all unique, just like everyone else.
Someone whom I considered a good friend told me "friends are replaceable". Whether they were serious or not, I don't know. Yet nothing cut through my inner self like that sentence.
Are they really?

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Followers

Books ...

  • Paul Auster - The New York Trilogy

Movies I Recommend

  • Love Actually...
  • ASHES AND SNOW
  • Fight Club
  • Finding Nemo