Friends. My list of friends, both realworld and facebookworld, is always in a constant state of flux. When I was younger, I was so desperate for friends, anyone who acknowledged my existence was automatically my best friend. I’m still trying to outgrow that mindset. Throughout my school days, however, I realized that while my overtures of friendship were always undertaken with the best of intentions in mind, sometimes someone just needed to get their physics homework done. As in their definition of friendship was what I would now consider “networking.” Which is cool. I know everyone wants PG to help them get those A’s. No biggie.
But the advantage of living in the real world is one gets the chance to reach outside of one’s comfort zone and make friendships that are cultivated on mutual respect and admiration – not grades or some other tangible asset. It’s a constant struggle. But one worth taking. So, will you be my friend?
