
the people i grew up with. the people u hang out with at camps. late into the night, chatting about the guys u have a crush on. tryin to define what on earth puppy love is. and then u talk about school. how the other girl got this bag first, or bagged that guy. and who copy who. and all that girlish rivalry. ridiculous things. which they understand.

then we all grow up. then we talk about him perhaps being 'the one', or not. and we talk about our jobs. then we compare them with our childhood ambitions. then we laugh. at the great disparity. then we focus again. on what's real and achievable. sometimes we focus on the things we can achieve. or the things we've got already. it's just a way of coping. there's no more room for dreaming. or we say, our dreams came to.

old friends. best friends. then sometimes u decide they are the only people who are real friends. the rest are acquaintances. we laughed so much. sometimes we fell back into girlish gossip. it's amazing how God shows His goodness. thru these wonderful people who stand by you. thick and thin. literally. or not.

and who says you can't have more than one best friend?
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