First of: yey, someone is actually reading my blog! (Or at least someone is clicking their way to it.) I’ve had views in South Africa, Canada, Thailand, The United Arab Emirates, the U.K. and Norway! That’s awesome! I’ve also gotten a nice comment on my 30 Day Drawing Challenge – Day 2 from someone I don’t know! Things like that make me happy!
The whole “best friend” thing isn’t easy for me, mostly because I don’t have one. I have many friends, even more acquaintances, but not anyone I spend much time with. The ones I see as my very good friends doesn’t live close by, so I don’t see much of them. I just can’t make myself call my boyfriend my “best friend” either, it’s not really the same. Neither my sister at the time being, she has another best friend and she’s my sister… Not a friend. We hate and love eachother equally.
I also thing that to be best friends you need to know the other person feels (at least almost) the same as you, and there I have a problem. I am very bad at figuring out what people think of me, and unless they tell me streight forward I might think they hate me. That’s a problem I know I have. In high school that was the reason I stopped hanging out with a group – I thought they just tolerated me hanging around. A few years later I found out that they had liked me though, and wondered why I disappeared. That was way to late though.
So yeah… Best friend. I love my teddybear, Ai. She loves me in her own possessed way. We’ve been together for almost 26 years (damn, I’ll be 26 soon..), so here she is.
Yeah, I’m pathetic, my best friend is a teddybear. She’s’ wearing one half of a best friends necklace, I have no idea who has the other half. It’s been on her for years.