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Friends!

'So noone told you that life was gonna be this way*clap,clap*/Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life like DOA...'-The Rembrandts

Friends. I loved that show and I enjoy watching the encore of the seasons. Friends. My daughter is always saying, 'Mummy,I'm not your friend!', (of course sweety, I'm your mother).

Friendships - overrated; friend, the most widely abused word. Like everything in the 21st century, friendship has taken a whole new twist. Apparently the whole world is one's 'friends' *rolling my eyes*. I am not a sceptic, but I have been through a whole lot of drama thanks to these so-called 'friends'.

I think that I am one of the very few people who truly puts value to friendships, (don't take my word for it,ask my friends). I believe first and far most in loyalty. Strike out on that one with me, off with your head.

What is a friend? I am not going to bore y'all with the dictionary meaning. A real friend is a real pain in the wrong places. At times self conceited, hogging most of your conversations with problems about themselves, (sure,it's a tragedy your hubby got you from China, a Chanel handbag, instead of Rock 'n' Republic *sticking tounge out*).

A friend will borrow your clothes and not return them, eat up most of your food, and call you in the middle of the night so you can bail them out of jail (for public drinking or indecent exposure). Real friends really suck.

But then again, they are the people who will tell you the hard truth that takes you out of the self-pity lane. They will get you all the fatty foods for that sugar rush when you are feeling depressed. They will take you out for drinks and ensure that you are thoroughly sloshed. They will cheer you on at an Idols audition (I guess they will be tone deaf *bless them*).

Friends, I have many of those. The real, the fake and many frenemies. But for those who are my "real" friends, I am blessed (and they are even more honoured to have me as their friend *wink*).

If you want to know if a person can be trusted, look at the friends they have who have known them the longest. If an individual does not have any childhood friends in their present life and is always constantly changing circles, that means they lack that important friendship value and loyalty.

My best friend, (love that girl to bits),and I, have been 'together',since grade school. We are countries apart,but she is still my rock,(the one person I can trust to pray for me). I have over the years made different circles of friends, from high school, church,training school and now, in my artistic circles. There is a lot of exchange of value in these relationships.

But I must say, if ever there is a circle that defines the word 'friend' for me, it is my family. If you thought that the 'Sopranos',Kardashians,or Braxtons were anything of 'keeping it in the family', you have not met mine. Yes,we are blood,but we are also friends. I can literary 'go out' with my family and have the time of my life.

They are critical,(they make Simon Cowell look like a saint), but their criticism and advice is mostly constructive. They also make the best cheerleading squad, (without the pom poms). They are the colourful threads on my beautiful garment. (Did I mention that we all really know how to rock a party?)

Yep. I also work with some of my many siblings, on many different projects. Though it would be nice to spend time with friends outside my family circle, we rarely have time for each other. It does not mean that if people do not communicate as much,or spend time together, that they are not friends. Friendships kind of complicate as people get older.

Yes, everybody needs friends. No man is an island, and if one can find one, or two, or a clique of friends, whom they can lean on and also share the wonderful, little things in life, that is pretty awsome.

'I'll be there for you....would you be there for me too!'- I'll be there for you, (The Rembrandts).

Thank y'all for being my friends. I am always here for you.(My MPV and I).

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

Copyright [c] MPV by Lady E All Rights Reserved 2013
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