One friend, two friends, three friends ... I don't think it is necessary or
fair that I count my friends like stuff. The truth is that a friend is quite
difficult to define; I always thought everyone who becomes part of the category
"friend" is because they are handing to me something different and
special that that no one else can deliver.
However, I think my friends share some common characteristics; I think they
are honest, loyal and trustworthy. Most of my friends are men, I think it is
easier to find these characteristics in the male gender, even though it sounds
misogynist.
I think I can count all my friends on the fingers of both hands, when most
people make a list of their friends they realize they have very few friends, to
me, when I make my own list, it happens otherwise. I always feel that I forget
someone, that although I don't see a lot, I still share a sincere friendship
that doesn't erase time.
My best friends are several, but Manuel has been closer in the last time, I
always think nobody can be angry with him, he is a really funny when you know
him, is very intelligent and shares a sense humor almost as freak as mine. I
met him in the "mechoneo" and we have never stop talking nonsense.
Who know what happens when we finish the university, probably, we will see
each other less time.
Daniela, Daniela, Daniela ... if she knew how important she is to me, and
how important she has been to me in this last time, maybe our friendship would
be more harmonious, but although it seems not everything arrives to fruition
later this year or in the university, I can't forget, I can't forget that she
does not bug me.
I'm not a good friend, I don't even consider myself as a good person. Some times I think that I don't deserve all the friends I've had and I have. Well, there is not much I can do, if they chose me as their friend, I must give them something that other people don’t, whatever it is that.
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