The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.
If you're alone, I'll be your shadow. If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder. If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow. If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile. But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me
The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.
A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be.
After the meeting, we headed to bras basah to get some stuff. I never realized what an amazing shop art friend is O_O! I stared in wide eyed amazement at all the art supplies one can get their hands on! Also, that there are so many awesome shops in bras basah!
We headed to another store "Ranking Sports and Music" next. I was like a kid in a candy store! It sold so many awesome instruments! Including but not exclusively, many awesome guitars and a certain ukulele =P. They even sold guitar straps and bags! I want to head back there one day =p, may even consider getting a guitar there =p.
We then walked to bugis where everyone split ways and I headed home. I decided to hang out at the hub awhile, going to popular to read books and then getting dinner before heading home. I realized that these times spent by myself just going about my business is really refreshing. It could be that I carried on the tone of thinking alot since yesterday, but whatever it was, I realized alot about myself today. That I wouldn't mind spending some "me" time, and that I really love my friends.
I felt I wasted my time finishing one whole series of manga that I wanted to read. True, I could've done so many other more productive things. But, I understand more about myself now, not really because of the manga, but the reason I read it. I further understood my interest and appreciation in the still arts, of manga, drawing and photography. If ya have plurk, well, my thoughts are more clearly expressed about this, so ya can check them out. I realized I like analyzing personalities, both reality and reading up on the different personas that authors create in their stories. One manga, "Eyeshield 21", correctly portrays many attitudes one takes towards sports. The one that I chionged today, "Genshiken", really catches certain personalities of the otakus spot on, and really turns them alive! This is one reason why I like manga; It draws out a fantasy, it writes a story, it creates a moment in time.
I really adore introspective days like this; much more when I have the time to really act them out.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,