Friends! We all (hopefully) have them, they’re a part of our existance, they help us live, day by day, our lifes. We might not know them, I’ve personally met a lot of people online who I might consider friends, a different kind of friend, but still, a friend. There’s Kevin, who I should talk more to, there’s Madalin, who I haven’t seen for a while, there’s Daniel, who’s british (Had to say something, lol).
There’s also, of course, real friends. Some don’t have them, some have imaginary ones, I just want to talk about my friends.
If you don’t remember, I recently moved to the US, where I have started making my life, all over, as an inmigrant, which is crazy, but I’m doing what I can, I guess.
Let’s start at school, oh dear school, we go to it every weekday, we have our ”existance”, and it’s basicly where people make friends, atleast in the countries where I have been. Anything from ”Hi, I’m new here, my name’s Alan” to ”Dude, let’s get high” (That last one has actually happened). I have female friends, I have male friends. Does it matter? Maybe.
Female and male friends, what an argument, I’m a guy, I like hanging out with girls, I’m not homosexual, metrosexual, or anything of that sort, I just like hanging out with them. Sure, I get bored as f*** when they talk about women stuff ”OHHHH, she’s such a b*tch” ”I JUST GOT MY PERIOD, YAY! *splats blood all over the floor*”, but then when they talk seriously, I get them! They look at stuff differently, and that’s so fun!
Male friends, sure, I have them, tbh, I don’t like them much, they hang out with me, we drink beers, we get chased by police for doing so in the middle of Washington DC, we have good times, but once you start talking with them, it’s the same conversation over and over again ”DUDE, LET’S GET HIGH ON FRIDAY!!!”
Teen life, crazy, eh? My RL friends don’t look at this blog, and that’s the cool thing about it, you can talk about what you think, in a way you wouldn’t talk about it in life.
Anyways, I was going to tell you the story (I’m dropping tears right now, I’m serious!), about how I managed to be someone popular. I know all the popular kids in my school (Not going to say which one, but it’s a big one on the DC area). I was doing summer school one day, as I failed one of my classes. I sit down, I look around the classroom, it was race heaven, only 2 white people, me and her. At first I talked with some latino guys, I had fun, we hung out, we went to eat together, they’re awesome, I miss them. But THIS girl! She was white, she went to the same school as I did (Summer school classes have people from all schools in the school district), so I talked to her, a strongly accented ”Hi, I’m Alan, what school do you go to?”, she was with her phone, texting her friends, I had doubts about talking to her at first, but it was the best thing I did.