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Sunday, 14 October 2012

Make Friends, Stay Friends, never ever break friends.


Gavin and Stacey reference there. No? Okay.

After reading an article in COMPANY Mag a few months ago it made me think about what a friendship actually means. So you can understand my situation I went all through primary school (age 5-11) and through high school (age 11-16) being around pretty much the same people for the majority of my school life, then feeling reckless (obviously) I decided to take the plunge and instead of going with all my friends to the same sixth form that was joined to my school (that’s the last two years of education before college/university) I decided to go to the sixth form college in the next town. After some mess up’s with the admissions process I only got accepted the day before college started and I remember getting the call for an interview and being so excited I physically jumped into the air. I couldn’t have been happier. i never ever get excited about anything. No, really. Never.



When I made the decision (I was given about a second to decide) to go, I thought simply, why not? I’d never moved schools in my life, never had to go into a completely foreign environment and make friends with people who were complete strangers. (I’d had a pretty sheltered existence) It was probably the single most exciting a scary thing I’ve ever done and from what I know now the best decision I have ever made.
While my ‘old’ friends were still in school, no change of scene and still bitching like they were thirteen again I met people who liked the same things as me and were (clichĂ©) on the same level as me. Don’t get me wrong, this was college which meant lots of free’s and the first few days were pretty horrid. After a few weeks it got better, (Suring up the fact I had made the right decision. ) I made more friends, took more Starbucks trips and became friends with people who it felt like I’d been friends with all my life, but what about the people who I had been friends with all my life. 
Would I lose touch or would we become friends more. Both, I think. Some friends, those who lived by me, those who I’d known all my life I saw and still see whenever I can. The type of friends who you don’t see for weeks and when you see each other it feels like you haven’t been apart. The friends who I knew from lessons and am now ‘internet friends’ with. And lastly the friends which I don’t speak to at all or they’ve ‘gone off the rails’. But what makes a friendship worth keeping? It’s not a case of wanting, sometimes it just happens, others you lose touch or you both go in different directions so much so that you probably wouldn’t be friends anyway. So now I have old friends, new friends, twitter friends, friends I don’t know any more. Sometimes you have to accept the best friends’ you’ll be is twitter friends or not friends at all. But the time that you were friends is what will shape you as a person and will be significant to that particular time in your life.