Tomorrow's photo topic is 'Best Friend', but as I'm going on an all day course, alone, I thought I'd see what I can conjure up prematurely. So I looked through all my Facebook pictures, and bunged them in an app to make a collage.
Of course, this sounds trivial, but I really struggled to fill those 6 squares appropriately. The first one I did, it missed out the person who is probably closest to me, due to the compromise of wanting to hold on to the old friends. It just looked good to have them in the photo. So I made a ruthless decision to take out the old, just for now anyway. Maybe they can make an appearance next year when we can both make an effort to see each other.
The next one I did, really focussed on the new friendships I have made. Really new. In fact most people in my life have no idea how I can consider this man as one of my best friends because I have to kind of hide it in some way. However, putting him in made me unintentionally exclude a friend neither old or new, but still ever present none the less. I had also reluctantly not included one of my oldest, nearest and dearest in both versions. So I decided to start up again.
So, the final version. I took out the inappropriately new, as well as the 'not wanting to let go' old, and I arrived to a collage of my best friends.
Louise, a friend I found in a colleague. It's amazing how a place can bring people together; two completely mental and potentially psychologically ill girls, who have the same views on relationships, crap girls and, most importantly, food.
Janine. My friend from college. Met her on the first day, went to different unis, studied the same thing, got the same degree result and then ended up working in the same shop. It was fate. My closest. Forever in my heart.
Piti, a beautiful girl who gave me a holiday of a lifetime. Stuck with me during my stubborn ways and sunstroke days. And still talks to me this day. No matter how long we haven't spoke, we always pick it right back up from what we left off.
Air, again like Piti, we don't get to see each other often, but when we do it's as if there's never been a hiatus. Two minds which are the same. It feels like coming home when we talk; not a single worry in the world and complete understanding.
Toby. My comedian. The nicest and funniest man in history, with a sense of humour which is one in a million. Basically, a complete weirdo who laughs and promotes your shit jokes because your just as weird too. Lucky I found him.
Finally, my huns, my soul mates since the tender age of 11.
Sometimes I like to dwell on things that don't even matter? And then spend half an hour writing about it. That's why I'm so fucking mental, and have a cupboard dedicated to my bullshit scribblings and crazy theories. Which are probably all true...
As for the squat challenge, I'm only 6 days in so not too much to report, but I have surprised myself with the motivation and will power I have. Always always always doubt myself. Who would have thought I would have turned out the self deprecating fool?
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