Newbie here in this blog-world. Have been thinking about starting one for a while and alas my motivation arose today. For my first gig, I’ll discuss a little something on fake friends.
A friend. Someone who helps you out in your most dire moments of need. A person you would trust with most secrets of your life be it that first time you stole money from your parents and got scolded for it, or that other time when you first had a crush on a certain girl you both saw every day. In most cases the person is so trusted an “upgrade” puts them in the best friend status. This is someone that most people would say is rarely available what with all the phony posers who only hang out with a person for one thing or another. The great part is that it can be a guy or a girl. And for most guys, having a girl as your friend or “best friend” is a definite win.
I got a good number of people i can call friends and a few that i trust who are my best friends… Hang on. Let me talk about phonies first before i go on. I think from here i’ll refer to them as “friends” with the quotes because man oh man these are the 2nd, no make that 3rd worst people on the planet (tied at first place with murderers and pedophiles). These are the kind whose qualities are usually as stated in the following paragraphs.
First of all, they are the biggest pretenders on God’s green Earth(though its a tad bit more industrial pollution and desert sands these days). They act all supportive-like and even might owe you one or two favors but deep inside, they got other feelings or schemes going on. They are mostly jealous of your success at everyday activities such as playing a field game(or video games) as well as your interactions with other people that makes you seem very popular and wanted by everyone. Truth is they only hang out with you to get a little bit of the attention you are getting and are always looking for ways to steal your spotlight.
I read somewhere once a while back that your greatest friend is your greatest enemy. This turned out to be true as I looked back on all my childhood friends. Two of them turned out to be really great pains in the ass in almost everything that I did. Be it on stage acting my part or in class reading to stabilize or improve my grades, they always tried to bring me down all because in their eyes, I had deserted them and gone ahead to improve myself hence making me a selfish mean person. The truth is, they were too afraid to accept the fact that I matured and grew up and they were still stuck in their juvenile ways.
Friends do not see you walk down a path that’s riddled with failure, they do not let you slip into the arms of a disgusting habit and they do not let you lose yourself to the world. But “friends” do. They would do anything to finally get to see you below them in everything. Heck some would even sacrifice you to thugs or be the thugs and steal everything from you just to see your life ruined. But these are the extreme “friends”.
There’s the final category, my personal favorite that I hate. The “please do this and that for me cause you are my friend” category. To these I say: Fuck You! They only seek you out when they want or need something from you. The sad part for the guys is, those that make up a majority of this group are, you guessed it! Girls. (As if it wasn’t that obvious). They would string guys along with a sudden interest in their activities, interests and whatever else to get close and exploit their helpful ways. “Please help me fix my TV”, “I’m stuck in town could you give me a ride?”, “Wow! I love that dress. You’d be an awesome pal if you got it for me.” and so on. Such requests, while not mildly put, would be hard to resist and the dumb weak ones would succumb to them. The ladies even have a phrase to refer to them. They are called KYM’s. I forgot what it stood for but it was so enraging I couldn’t process it all. I’m not against helping anyone out with a little financial help once in a while, or a harmless ride home, but if the one doing the asking misuses this little privilege bestowed upon thee by a fellow friend, I draw the line.
Huh. That went a little far and I haven’t named them all, but hey, if it didn’t it wouldn’t have been a rambling. Bottom line: Know who your friends are and if you have any of the above qualities, you got to change your ways. More to come on other topics. Night Blade Out.