What are friends for - answer

I got the answer 5 minutes later after having posted the previous, well post.
A friend is for the time when you I are sad (and have posted annoyingly depressed posts).

Funny enough, I have come to realize that friends are people who you don't see that often, but come up exactly when they are needed.

I my particular case, to answer my self-posed question, a friend - that I haven't seen or spoken to for a long time - messed (Yahoo IM :)) me after I’ve type-uttered my question.

After having told him that it wasn't such a "good evening", he started telling me about this cute kitten he just got, sent me some photos and small talked my problems away!

I guess...That's exactly what friends are for!
Hey! Thanks a lot! And give Jinx a pet from me!

What are friends for?

Yep! That's actually a real question and not a rethorical one.

So what are they for? Love, trust, help, need, what are they for? Unless they exist only for the sake of this particular phrase: Hey, relax, what are friends for?

That's exactly what I want to know. Just as I have stated before: ''Such a distinct and solid notion this friendship… actually, like the name says, it is definitely bound to sink. No ship lasts a lifetime. You have to invest money and time in it, or else…its value will decrease and you won’t make up for what you put in it in the first place.''. To my complete amazement and disappointment, I see that the notion of ''friend'' shares the same finality: it has "end" comprised. Is this to say that no friend lasts forever? All friENDships are bound to finish? Perhaps this is the reason why they start in the first place.

I could easily be contradicted by speakers of other languages who would say that my course is merely a formality, and I'm not looking for the depths of the notion rather than the actual form. Is it? Am I? I sure hope so!

Talking to B

The same night I met B. or better said she met me, she approached me with her long arm, gentle as a willow, but bound to the presence of a man. She was desperately looking for me and she found me at last.

- Hello, my name is B.
- Well, hello, B., nice to meet you.
- You too!
- And what is it that you do, B.?
- Oh, I’m sick. I’m a sick person over at Unconscious and Depressed. Have you heard of them? They have put together a very successful business: a lot of satisfied employees and many other people to follow their politics.

- I am sure…I definitely have to look into what they are doing.
- You do that. They have done a pretty job for me, I’m almost one step to being completely enlightened. I mean, I will be promoted next month. I’ll be dead.

- Really? I am so happy for you. You are truly an inspiration. How did you manage to go such a long way in such a short period of time?

- Well, to tell you the truth: it hasn’t been a bit easy. I can ensure you of that.

- I am convinced, but what is the secret, if there is one?

- There are a lot of them. In fact secrets are what take you to this level. The more you have, the quicker you promote. It’s like degrees.
- I see. Unfortunately I don’t have any secrets. Not even childhood ones. I never liked them. I always tried to run away from them. See the thing is: I am an only child and have been raised to be selfish. It’s not my fault, nor my parents’. It’s life’s fault. And every time that I had something to eat, I just could not share it with anyone. Therefore, keeping secrets made me think that I would have to feed them too so they could keep on living safely with me. But I couldn’t do that, so I ended up letting them out, go to someone, so that I could have my dinner in peace, all by myself.

- That’s too bad. Maybe you’ll get one. One for free, so that you won’t have to feed it. You see, as long as you don’t pay for something, therefore not invest, therefore not having had to work for it, it no longer requires your attention, care, trust, love. It exists on its own. The same thing happens with love relationships. They are ships that last and don’t need repair and care. They have to last, since they were given away for free. The sad part is that we insist on taking care of them, and involving and we end up by smashing them on some cliffs, or leading them in a shipwreck. I personally think that they should sell us friendships and relationships. Yeah, make us pay a lot of money, like mortgage and interest for as long as we live. So that we will take care of them with deep conviction and ensuring them in any possible way we can so that nothing bad could happen. Just imagine the commercials and the discussions on the street: how much was your relationship…that expensive? Wow! You have a lot of guarantees for it. I‘m sure it will work on the clock!

Introducing..B (introduction)

One sad and lonely night, like almost all the nights I have with myself.

Such a distinct and solid notion this friendship… actually, like the name says, it is definitely bound to sink. No ship lasts a lifetime. You have to invest money and time in it, or else…its value will decrease and you won’t make up for what you put in it in the first place.

I always envisioned my lover as my best and most trustworthy friend. And I thought I had finally found him. I still do. Only at times, I find myself lying next to a complete stranger. O.K. there are two ways of seeing this: one is that it could be my overestimating imagination, or two, that he didn’t come close to my idea of friend in the first place, what, to be honest, has to do with my imagination as well. This means there is only one guilty party and that is my imagination, me, myself, I.

ASH

First post must always be the hardest. Or so they say... My first time - on the posting business - turned out to be blank: rooky mistake:)).
I'll consider the second my first time and advise you to do the same - blogwise of course. If the title caught your attention, you'll be expecting something in the vicinity of ASH (annoying social habits).
I'll just make some comments on annoying habits. Social habits. Annoying...
At least for me. Find any of this familiar? Feel free to post your own annoying social habit.
The most annoying social habit (as far as I'm concerned) is : useless and lame greeting conversation for the sake of passing time or avoiding uncomfortable silence. Most of them are mainly stating the obvious: You cut your hair? You've changed your look? Yes, i have. You look nice.
Time wasters. In my opinion. I mean, we could save so much time just by saying: i like/don't like what you've done to your hair/face/so on. Why waste time on politically correct social conversation during cigarette or coffee break, when we're clearly not interested?