I have a friend. He's the best. One of my best friends. And not in a "bffea!" (what?) sort of way, but in the way that you want/need/hope a friend is... well... awesome. or maybe in the way I, as a small portion of people, want a friend to be awesome. i've learned through the average life (as well as some not so average, but not needing an explanation) experiences that i require a friend who will:
2) understand how I communicate - and if I'm not talking to the moon about my complex emotions that i'm feeling at that exact moment, it's not because I don't want to. It's probably because I don't have them…. You know. Those things. 'Feelings'.
3) let me live on their level. denver includes me in intellectual talks with friends who I've never met before, just because he is confident in my ability to handle it (I have a 'thing' about being respected on a level that preludes my gender. Therefore, intellectual conversations to which I'm invited, and I'm the only girl, make me happy). to be invited into a friend's world, that exists outside of my relationship with them is an amazing thing - it allows us to peak at portions of their lives, and portions of their personality that we may never have seen - or seen minor glimpses, but never been able to fully develop.
4) not react poorly when, all of a sudden, I have gone three months without talking to them. Then, when I call, email, msg, messenger pigeon, and in my douchy way, I throw out my standard (but honestly sincere) apology of 'ohmygosh, I'msosorry, ihavebeensososobusy, andimissyou!'… the best friends? They are the ones who don't care - and when we hang out, it's like nothing happened. The world still stops in those periods of time that we spend together. with a brief catch up, we are always able to re-table discussions, and encourage new ideas as though our paths were existing simultaneously, though apart.5) constantly reinforce my confidence in them, that i can invite them anywhere, anytime, for anything, and totally trust that they'll be able to fend for themselves. I won't have to entertain, worry, or watch them. They're hip to jive in any situation, and I love that my friends can be friends with my friends. (yes. i did use the term 'hip to jive' and i am fairly confident denver would be happy he was described with this term)
6) not judge when I just want to be excited/proud/happy/crazy. Recently, denver sent me a text, stating "you're the person I can send this text too, without feeling cocky" and went on to tell me about his awesome news that had piled one on top of another. I adore of denver that we can confidently speak to our own successes, and feel genuinely elated for the other people -and to not feel as though we are a conceited bastard.Anywho… just wanted to give some props. Here is a peak at one of his wonderful things. So he doesn't need to feel cocky. originally on 'chocolate microscope' blog
we first met when he moved into residence in his first year at humber lakeshore. I, luckily, was his "Resident Advisor". we had very many (late night) chats about life and music / music and life. a wonderful friendship grew, and i was lucky to have him in my life - particularly at that time. since then, we meet up as much as possible, and try to keep in mind that it's going to be a late night - time loses meaning with a good friend. we talk about anything, and everything. we share opinions, and we share respect when we don't share opinions.
we first met when he moved into residence in his first year at humber lakeshore. I, luckily, was his "Resident Advisor". we had very many (late night) chats about life and music / music and life. a wonderful friendship grew, and i was lucky to have him in my life - particularly at that time. since then, we meet up as much as possible, and try to keep in mind that it's going to be a late night - time loses meaning with a good friend. we talk about anything, and everything. we share opinions, and we share respect when we don't share opinions.
he's wonderful, and i'm lucky to have him. follow denver on twitter