A friend that lasts....

I didn't have any good ideas on what to write my blog post about so I was surfing through my classmates blogs......and I realized that almost every single one of them starts by explaining what they will be writing about before they....write it....so I thought I would do that too.

"I will talk about the various types of friends we are surrounded with. (very formal indeed)"

Okay....So we all have friends (By the way, I believe that every girl's dream is to have a gay best-friend (I confirmed my feelings on this after I read Bridget Jone's Diary and that Tom I fell in love with, bless his soul.) Our friends are divided into columns such as, our elementary school friends, our middle/high school friends and then our college friends.
Looking back at my life, I realize that some of my friends from different columns sort of match up together by having similar characteristics.
Okay....What did I just write...You don't get what I'm saying do you? I'll explain to you in real life situation.

We have the smart, sort of stuck up friend who seems to 'know-it-all'. The friend who claims to know every aspect of every subject and when others claim to prove something wrong, they become very defensive and defend their position. (And when they are proven wrong, they tend to change the topic) There are the advantages and disadvantages of having such a friend. The advantage would be that they are usually the only friends who help you with your homework when you are in desperate need of it. The disadvantage would be that your mother tends to compare you with her therefore making you feel like a useless piece of dog poop. (Somehow, writing it down makes it seem the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.)

Next we have the very dumb friend who contrasts very much with your very smart friend. So this very dumb friend of yours does not keep their mouth shut. In fact, if one was to meet them for the first time, they would almost mistake the dumb friend to be smart in the way how she blabbers so much of what so little she knows. Sometimes you and she are having a chat and its increasingly fun and you’re all laughing about it and then she says something really dumb and then you’re like. “... um.......yah.....lets just not say anything for the next half hour” but what you really say is “Yup! HeHehe...he...e.....?.......”

Next we have the cool friend. You really like that friend because you feel that she is different from the rest. She’s not like the other ‘girls’ who gossip or care about other people’s business so often. She seems very mature and she feels older than you and all but then the problem is that she is kind of dry. This can be good and bad. Good in a way that she tells you the truth and doesn’t bother gossiping about it behind your back but Bad in a way that when you want her to gossip with you she’s just all like “yeah.....so what was our hw again?” not because she doesn’t want to gossip but just because she doesn’t care. She just doesn’t care about others. You sometimes get hurt by remarks that seem to truthful and careless. You feel that she doesn’t care about you so you erase the <3 after her name on your phone address and decides to take a step back but then, after like 2 hours you like her again. It’s complicated, the girl’s mind.
Next you have the friend who is kind of a bad influence to you. The one that teaches you all the bad but fun stuff and spoils you and all. It’s really fun to have her around, she’s funny and fun to be with and sometimes you mistaken her to be your best-friend but friends like these don’t last long. In your deepest despair, they won’t be there because they show up only when it’s play time, when its fun to be with you, not when you are depressed. Use them in a good way, when you need to have a laugh, but don’t expect too much from them, for in the end, you will only get hurt.
Next you have the jealous, always-alert, friend. She’s the type who is obsessed over being more popular than you are. She is the one who counts how many friends she has against your friends and how closer you are to someone than she is. You are not enemies with her and she acts like she likes you too but she seems to be always tense about things. She carries a mask around.
The self-centered friend. Don’t even get me started with her.
The friend who acts like she is GaNgStA~! She is the type who acts like she’s really strong and cool and YOLO and all when she really is fidgety about everything. She curses a lot and walks hipsta and talks hipsta and tries to stand out so much. She kind of relates to the jealous friend.
Then you have the friend that you can never be close to. Somehow there is this deep gap between you both and you don’t know what went wrong there. You can never be close with that girl and it is extremely painful to be left alone together. You have to literally squeeze your brain to find a topic that will last you until some savior shows up and joins that chat. The other fried however, really likes you and thinks of you as a friend, she is inside her own little bubble thinking that you like her too, when actually you don’t. Well...it’s not like you don’t liker her but it’s just like a alligator being friends with a giraffe. I mean....how awkward is THAT!?
(God...there are so many different types of friends...this is never going to end....so i’ll just end with the most important friend)
This is the friend that you never know until you are trapped in your deepest despair. A true friend.....A true friend is not the most fun to be with or the most cool or the most caring either (surprisingly enough) She is also not your best-friend, or in other words, she is not the one who you think, assume is to be closest with you. She is the one who quietly awaits you in the dark, who you do not realize, the one that is always there, for better or for worse, the one who, when all has left you, stays firm and takes your hand. A true friend is someone who visits you every day when you are lying in the hospital near death, bald due to the many surgeries you went  through, weak with the thousand drugs plugged into you. A true friend is like a tree that does not waver or change because you have. A true friend was the friend that visited my grandfather every day in his last days Until the leaves shrived cold and fell to the ground, until they sprought again after a winter’s fright. (what am i writing?) And I dedicate to this friend, all the friends one could ever possibly want. 

Movie my life

    I swear that the day I’m finished with my college apps, i’ll pop open a bag of chips, get a bowl of Häagen-Dazs, sit in front of my television and watch movies until I feel like I’m gonna puke or my eyes start popping out. That’s how much I love watching movies. It’s like one of those small joys in life that make your life so much more livable. I’m one of thos psychotic movie manias whose watched all the movies you watched and all those you didn’t watch. Maybe that’s why my head spins in those weird ways. I think of my life as a movie. In fact, every little thing that happens to me, is a part of a movie scene I’m making.

    These days, I’m crazy about those thriller like action like mystery movies. Like Disturbia or The Stepfather or A Perfect Getaway. Movies that are scary but not just violent with ghosts in them, but movies that have a story and in which you have to use your brain and the story keeps twisting and turning. Anyways, there are times in life when I have these painful crazes that aren’t curable with pills. Like this one time, when I was young, I had the Harry Potter disease, and I know every 14 year old child had that, but mine was pretty bad. In fact, the only thing I thought about was Harry Potter and Hogwarts. My imagination was so convincing that somehow I started to believe that my school was Hogwarts in disguise. I was actually pretty old for that but thinking about that past, I don’t even remember how I got out of that craze. I had a lot of movie crazes actually, there was the Mission Impossible craze where I actually thought I was a secret spy in disguise, and then there was that Princess Diary craze where I believed that I was the hidden princess of Korea and etc.
    The new craze I have is this murder movie thing that’s going in. Recently, I moved to my grandma’s house alone because its closer to my school, but then my grandma’s house is one of the few private homes in this neighborhood and whenever people pass by, they just look at our house. (My grandma didn’t want high fences so we had lower fences, its really easy for strangers to just pop over to our side of the house). And somehow, I started this whole movie in my head about a thriller, murder movie. So this is how it goes....
A young girl 17, moves to her grandma’s house. It’s not in the big cities so its kind of isolated, and people here are all just so mysterious. They really care a lot about other’s people business. One day, this girl goes out to the garden to take pictures of her dog and the house and after she takes a photo next to the tree, she looks at it and realizes that there is somebody looking at her through a window in the picture. She looks up to see the window but theres no one there but the curtains kind of blow as if someone had been there. The weird thing is that, this window is the window to the new apartment across from her grandma’s house, and it has been newly rebuilt so no one should be living there....not yet....
Anyways, it may sound to you like one of those common thriller movies, but when I grow old, I’ll make one of those movies that will make your skin get loose out of your pockets. That’s my dream, to become a movie director. Anyways, I’ll tell you more about my childhood crazes one day. I bet one can make a movie out of my childhood, it was that much interesting, at least in the world of my imagination.