My friends.

I really value my friends alot. By simply paying lip service is really not doing them justice. I really really cherish these beloved pals in my life that tell me they have my back covered no matter what.

I mean it.

My Godsister is this incredible girl, she sends me encouraging verses from the bible almost everyday and inspirational quotes. In return, I tell her jokes, gazillion of them really painfully corny jokes that see her turning pale and foaming at her mouth. Yeah , to be my friend is a horrible and torturous experience. The jokes bit , well that's just level one of the more dire consequences to come.

Then there's girlpal Jac , my super cool and levelheaded buddy. She's the one that will go "sticks and stones will break my bones but words cannot hurt me". If some negative word is passed to either of us , she would chastise whoever or wherever the source of negativity. She is my practical and super logical pal. The one that will sue.

And then there is the homegirl that has known me forever. The hot one. The one that tried to do an ala Clueless on me with the makeovers in our teens. The one that uttered snidely to me that I should treat showbiz like a touch and go goalpost. Well she would attest to that , the hot one was the first to win a talent search at 17. Took the money and AWOL-ed. She was the legend in our time and I'm sure a shrine should be built in her honour but then the hot one had a temper , she had the haters that would dessecrate the temple. So. Funnily, the hot one said, she hated how I liked being friends with everybody. She was direct , curt , diva but super loyal. I assure you , if you merely tried to steal my pretty hairclips , the hot one will roast you. With her fiery laser eyes.

And then there is the sweetheart Jul. Ironically she was the senior in that beauty pageant I was in and she was the judge in that competition. Who would have known that she was so gracious and big hearted that we became really close. We shared similarities that were astonishing. The sweetheart said my timid disposition was identical to her. I cherish her ever nice and giving nature although it meant she was easily hurt. The sweetheart made me smile yesterday when she did a quiz and posted it on facebook , and brought me up from time to time.

And then the guy pals. I think if u remember a few blogs ago I blogged about my "dear John". John and Jack are brothers and people who are hardly in the same country as me. But oh, how safe and secure I know I am when they are around. I always remark wryly how they can slickly change whoever they were dating like the flash ! But no matter what , my playa brothers are always skeptical whenever I tell them about anything, afraid my silly naivety would get me wounded by girls or guys.

Lawrence! The ever sweet , terrific gem! I can always count on Lawrence to give me the pat of assurance.

I think I will leave out telling you about my gay pals. Afterall one of them said he wanted to marry me since he said it would be my GAIN and he would have something funky to show his mum. Who by the way does not know that her very handsome son has a different preference to her wishes.

I am so thankful I have people I can really call my friends. In this day and age everything seems to be confusing and controversial , how do you tell real from fake,  short from everlasting?

I know even if the sky collapses, I will be guaranteed the presence of the hot one. She will scuttle to my side and bitch an earful. But give her credit, she is ze goddess.