Friends

I've had a long, tumultuous week. I am exhausted.

I really had hoped that today would've been better,and it seemed tobe going to crapsville, but some good actually came out of it.

I have really awesome friends here at schools. At home, I had the same group of friends pretty much from middle school until I graduated. I'm pretty shy, and slightly socially enept...so making new friends isn't exactly the easiest thing for me. But, due to my demeanor, I make some of the best and long lasting friendships.

I really had fake, meaningless friendships.You know, the friends where you see them and always promise to hangout, and never do. The people who ask you how you are and say well I'll be there for you and never are. The kind of people you always seem to have fun with, but never seem to be there for you. While those kind of friendships are necessary, I suppose, I'm partial to them. I like knowing the people that I hangout with are with me because they genuinely love me and care about me. I like knowing that they're there because they like all of me, not just because they have fun with me. I like real, true, and honest friendships. No pretense.

I don't mean to sound rude, or that I'm mean to people who I'm not true friends with. I don't mind conversation with people, but I always never feel satisfied from that. I love connecting and often times yearn for connections. That is fulfilling for me.

I think I have it...and it feels wonderful.
It's scary though, but its nice to know (especially after the week that I've had) that it's possible to make again