Saturday, January 23, 2010

On Friends, of friends, of friends...(?!)

Earlier today, I was typing about a topic about my interests and hobbies, in hopes that anyone who has the time to read about my blog understand how my mind works. However I scratched it off because of one small distraction. My internet browser is on with my Facebook account in it. I say its a distraction because I've completely lost track of what I'm supposed to write about and tinkered on my profile instead to make it more enjoyable to view and read on (yeah, blame it on the website now ^^,). Then it struck me, so I'll probably write about those on my next posts.

Right now, I currently have 475 "friends" in it. 475 people that I've stumbled, met, talked and went around the metro with. I've to admit that most of my friends here are women. No, it doesn't mean that I'm gay nor I'm a ladies man. I guess I prefer having female friends around, because I feel that they're there to listen to whatever you're feeling at the moment and they exert effort to try to make you see things in a different perspective, as well as give the best, if not, the most appropriate advice to make you pick up the broken pieces and start anew. Again, don't get me wrong because the closest friends that I have are guys as always. In fact, Sgt. Senpai is the very person I can depend on in case the whole would become something like that game, Left 4 Dead. But this is not what I'm here to talk about.

The friends in my profile are composed of people whom I grew up with, went to high school and college, close relatives and siblings, and people I've worked with from the moment I realized that I am a social being. Some of the people not related to these categories, well I think I've probably met them online at the infamous chat-relay client program mIRC a few years back, and the rest? Well I've probably met them along the way.

Back in my hey-day IRC days I add people left and right for the very reason that it feels good to know that my profile has a lot of friends. But then a few months after, I end up deleting them because they're not really friends to begin with. What I saw then were random people whom I don't know and have no direct connection to me as far I'm concerned. Plus what I did contradicts the whole concept of connecting with people you haven't been in contact with for a period of time.

I simply would like to make it clear that if anyone who "bumped" into me, talked and chuckled for a while, and then ask for my profile to add on does not guarantee that they'll stay on my list of friends because it doesn't necessarily work that way. I don't mean to sound as if I'm a very important person or connection, but I value my friendship to the people I'm with. And the people around my circle earned their respects, the same way I've earned theirs. So yeah, we're friends, you've seen and commented on my gundam collection and other random pictures I've posted, and read my blog. But question is, do I really know you?

In case I've added you... Well aren't you a lucky one, huh?

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