Sippu

Where would we be without friends?

The ones we grew up with, and became brothers with? The ones who are permanently inside your head.

The ones who join a little later, are not exactly like you. But you can sit with them in silence for hours and not feel in the least bit uncomfortable? Who you know you will be working with forever?

The ones who join you in college, and made that experience something you'll never forget?
From being together so much you can read their minds?
Hanging out so much people thought you were gay together?

The unexpected ones from the little village who can somehow get your weird sense of humor? The ultimate macho ones, who can play every sport, drive everything, be built like a house, can't sing to save their life and still have a heart the size of Antarctica?

The ones that edge in slowly,and you go from thinking that they're lovely helpful fellows to realizing they have the wickedest sense of humour in the world but will still help you so unreservedly you wonder if you deserve friends like that?

The ones you'd generally cross the road to avoid, but turn out to be the ones who can make you laugh fastest-even at yourself?

The ones who dazzle you with their ability to be fun and different and enthusiastic about a million things all the time?

The ones who started out as your friend's girlfriends but eventually became best friends themselves, on sheer awesomeness?

And of course, the woman who makes you smile everyday?

Where would you be?

Nowhere happy, that's for certain.




I have possibly the greatest and most eclectic set of friends ever.

Must have been Buddha in my past life to deserve them.



Or I'm just plain lucky.