You see, it’s always easier for me to hang out with the guys.
Less drama. Less chaos. Less gossip. Less controversy. I don’t generally dig into the
conclusion that having girl-best friends are so difficult to handle. In fact, I
have lots of female friends from all walks of life. It’s just that I feel so
comfortable with guys because I think they are more caring, more loving, more protective
and most especially, good at keeping secrets. Hey, no offense to all my girl
bffs. This article is meant for them -
my guy-best friends. I’ll write about you and the girly-thingamabob next
time.
I have numerous male-best buddies and all of them can attest
to the fact that I make a great best friend. I can say that with conviction.
Haha Well, let’s not talk about how many times I got wasted and puke on them
after a night of beer guzzling. Not to mention the number of times they drove
me home because I am unaware that sun is the center of the solar system and
moving around it are the planets. Don’t worry, this usually happens during full
moon. Haha I call it temporary insanity. During these chaotic nights of
becoming wasted with them, I know I’m on the safe side. Things could never go
wrong when they’re around.
At times when I needed to share all my sentiments in life,
they have the best ears to offer, to listen to all my hang-ups. They have the
strongest shoulders to lean on when I feel that I am at war with the universe.
Oftentimes, when I feel that society’s scorn has defeated me, they comfort me
and never failed to make me feel special.
When my tantrum strikes, their weapon is silence. And do you ever wonder
what the best advice they've ever given me? They told me to always take a cup
of Shut Up. And when I do so, everything is peaceful and calm. Haisst..
With them, I am more carefree and kindred spirit. I don’t
worry if my lipstick isn't red or my shoes aren't high-heeled. I don’t care if
they hear me fart. We’d smell it together and burst into evil laughter. I don’t
care if they hear my rhythmic snoring; even Bob Marley could fall asleep with
it. I don’t care if they call me fat; I have more reasons to feel motivated to
keep up with my diet. Though I feel appreciated when they tell me I’m at my
best.
Sometimes, I can’t relate when they jabber about guns and
cars, gadgets and doohickey, steve jobs and mafia wars, x-men and marvel comics,
guns n’ roses to eminem; I just nod my head and patiently accepts the fact that
I am in a men’s secret society. They are building an army and they have successfully
recruited me. Haha
Certainly, my friendship with them was built on a solid
foundation. No pretenses. I can be what
I ought to be. And I am just lucky enough having them as my male-best friends.
Some things are just meant to last. And if silence between us exist, I know I
don’t have to worry.. True friendship comes when silence between friends become
comfortable. They’re just there. I’m just here. We’ll always be here for each
other.
Thank you for the gift of a beautiful friendship, bestfriends:
Bambi, Abs, Gwen and Junlie
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| With my college bestest-best friend, Bambi :) |
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| With my badminton-travel-bike buddy, Abs :) |
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| With my reggae-buddy, Stickfrekk |
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| With my highschool buddy, Gwen :) |
PS. Please stop worrying because I’m single. I know he hasn't come yet. And if a brave soul should take a leap of faith with me, then I can’t find any reason why I shouldn't match such courage. This time, I won’t be needing your approval. hahaha
I love you all, guys :)
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