f.r.i.e.n.d.s. (?)

Cheez... it's amazing the kinds of people in the world out there. I find it quite unbelievable that such people actually even exist. Why do you call them friends in the first place? People who backstab you, sabotage you, put you down.. and yet you still call them your friends? I have heard some horror stories, but this one beats 'em all hands down.

At this point in time, I feel so lucky to have the friends that I have. I guess I kinda assumed that everybody's friends are like mine. You know.. people you can trust wholeheartedly.. who you know you can depend on to support you all the way.. who are willing to go an extra mile for you...

I used to complain that there are only a few people whom I can really call friends. Now I realize that it's quality and not quantity that matters. And it has made me appreciate every one of them even more. I guess sometimes you just tend to take these kinda things for granted.

In fact, some of them know about the problems I've been going through lately. Not things I would confide in or admit to anyone, definitely... And I guess you can never really gauge real friendship until life slaps an obstacle such as this smack in front of you. I was quite surprised at some of the reactions I received, actually...

And I also see now that true friends can be found anywhere.. that includes online.....

I will not get this one wrong again =)

random musing
'Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me' - and that, my friends, is the biggest joke of all.
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I just found out where the most hurtful kind of words can come from.

- Out of your own parents' mouths.