What I semblancy really think of my friends:
I often ask this to my friends of "What do you really think of me?" and ask them to describe me. However often I get a halfassed question or reply that shows the true friendship of not categorizing me in a box in their mind....but of course I have to. So as of now I might as well come clean to some degree of what I really think of my friends, at least what I want them to believe. Although it's really in good spirits, I truly hope I don't offend anyone.
Rob A: Rob has been one of my best friends for the past 5 years I think. I'd say he's the most real of my friends, real as to himself and expressing himself. He's my primary best friend due to the fact that he is the person who contacts me the most. Second in line is Mike Myhere.
Rob is a person who always seems to deserve better. We are really alike, despite some obvious differences. I can never keep up with him on the comic scene which he excels at with Mike. Their witty banter makes me wish that I could join in and often I feel disappointment because I can't, but it's really just me and it's natural anyway to feel left out. Sometimes it's better to just leave it be and float off into space thinking of yourself.
If I were to descrive Rob it would be a dreamer. He's a wonderful dreamer, weaving all his ideas into a concise motive. I assume that I never thought any of his ideas were stupid, but to tell the truth, there are some that never interest me that much. The most I give is an affirmative nod and smile. Not that I look down upon Rob, I can totally see the brilliance of his ideas, but they just don't interest me.
With me, Rob comprimises much. I often feel bad that I have to brush him off for some kinda of other task that has to be done. I could do the task within the appointed time and still hang out with Rob if it weren't for the fact I was a lazy bastard and procrastinate so much that I don't complete my tasks. Often I feel so sorry that there was someone better than me to keep Rob company. He thinks pretty highly of me, as most of my friends, but the fact is I'm a lazy asshole wanting friends when I need them.
I've notice that with Rob, I can never sit down with him and discuss things. I mean it ends up to be boring. Call it laziness of lacking anything creative to do in a non-stimulating enviroment such as the living room or kitchen, but now that I think about it, it might be with all my friends. Hell it might be with me as well. I work best when I'm pacing around, that's usually when my ideas come up. My first art project at the art program involved me pacing around for 15 minutes talking to myself. All of this in the middle of the night at the bus stop at the SFU campus. I think people were genuinly freaked about me.
However we get along great. As for Rob's family, I sometimes think that he might be too harsh to them. There was this one point where he talked back to his mother a bit on a small thing. I wanted to comment on Rob to hold his tongue, you know the whole "respect your elders thing" but then I realize this is the same stuff that I pull off at home. It's kinda unsettling, because I have never walked a mile in Rob's "family" shoes. I do remember that Rob does have 3 younger brothers and he has to put up with a lot of annoyance, much like I do at home as well. I guess on my behalf it is annoyance due to my own fault since I'm too fucking lazy once again, and nagging is the only way that gets me off my duff.
As for Rob's taste in movies, I would say it's great. Well perhaps not great but really specilized greatness. He's enamoured on foreign flicks, espcially Japanese, Chinese and currently Malaysian (I forget). I know that Rob has a taste for extreme weirdness, but not so much blatent weirdness, but weirdness that seems to have an edge, even a cultural edge. His taste in music far surpasses mine due to being so experiemental. I would assume that he treasures music above movies due to his choice of rather being blind than deaf.
Rob is a good friend, but sometimes what really irks me isn't him, but how my family is involved with him. When he's home, he often phones, and when he does not get ahold of me, continues to phones over and over again. My family kinda pesters me about this. At one point we even discussed this and they said it was ok that Rob phoned that much or what not, they didn't mind. Still they make fun of it every so often which leaves me with doubts. I don't mind at all how many times Rob phones me, but it really irks me when my family has to prat on how much he phoned, like it was something wrong with it, even when they said they don't care. I guess my friends deserves better from me rather than huge ass rampant bursts of friendship in the guise of spending a day together with him or buying him gifts/treating him to stuff, so I guess I'll try to be better and stop being such a pussy. LOL.
I often ask this to my friends of "What do you really think of me?" and ask them to describe me. However often I get a halfassed question or reply that shows the true friendship of not categorizing me in a box in their mind....but of course I have to. So as of now I might as well come clean to some degree of what I really think of my friends, at least what I want them to believe. Although it's really in good spirits, I truly hope I don't offend anyone.
Rob A: Rob has been one of my best friends for the past 5 years I think. I'd say he's the most real of my friends, real as to himself and expressing himself. He's my primary best friend due to the fact that he is the person who contacts me the most. Second in line is Mike Myhere.
Rob is a person who always seems to deserve better. We are really alike, despite some obvious differences. I can never keep up with him on the comic scene which he excels at with Mike. Their witty banter makes me wish that I could join in and often I feel disappointment because I can't, but it's really just me and it's natural anyway to feel left out. Sometimes it's better to just leave it be and float off into space thinking of yourself.
If I were to descrive Rob it would be a dreamer. He's a wonderful dreamer, weaving all his ideas into a concise motive. I assume that I never thought any of his ideas were stupid, but to tell the truth, there are some that never interest me that much. The most I give is an affirmative nod and smile. Not that I look down upon Rob, I can totally see the brilliance of his ideas, but they just don't interest me.
With me, Rob comprimises much. I often feel bad that I have to brush him off for some kinda of other task that has to be done. I could do the task within the appointed time and still hang out with Rob if it weren't for the fact I was a lazy bastard and procrastinate so much that I don't complete my tasks. Often I feel so sorry that there was someone better than me to keep Rob company. He thinks pretty highly of me, as most of my friends, but the fact is I'm a lazy asshole wanting friends when I need them.
I've notice that with Rob, I can never sit down with him and discuss things. I mean it ends up to be boring. Call it laziness of lacking anything creative to do in a non-stimulating enviroment such as the living room or kitchen, but now that I think about it, it might be with all my friends. Hell it might be with me as well. I work best when I'm pacing around, that's usually when my ideas come up. My first art project at the art program involved me pacing around for 15 minutes talking to myself. All of this in the middle of the night at the bus stop at the SFU campus. I think people were genuinly freaked about me.
However we get along great. As for Rob's family, I sometimes think that he might be too harsh to them. There was this one point where he talked back to his mother a bit on a small thing. I wanted to comment on Rob to hold his tongue, you know the whole "respect your elders thing" but then I realize this is the same stuff that I pull off at home. It's kinda unsettling, because I have never walked a mile in Rob's "family" shoes. I do remember that Rob does have 3 younger brothers and he has to put up with a lot of annoyance, much like I do at home as well. I guess on my behalf it is annoyance due to my own fault since I'm too fucking lazy once again, and nagging is the only way that gets me off my duff.
As for Rob's taste in movies, I would say it's great. Well perhaps not great but really specilized greatness. He's enamoured on foreign flicks, espcially Japanese, Chinese and currently Malaysian (I forget). I know that Rob has a taste for extreme weirdness, but not so much blatent weirdness, but weirdness that seems to have an edge, even a cultural edge. His taste in music far surpasses mine due to being so experiemental. I would assume that he treasures music above movies due to his choice of rather being blind than deaf.
Rob is a good friend, but sometimes what really irks me isn't him, but how my family is involved with him. When he's home, he often phones, and when he does not get ahold of me, continues to phones over and over again. My family kinda pesters me about this. At one point we even discussed this and they said it was ok that Rob phoned that much or what not, they didn't mind. Still they make fun of it every so often which leaves me with doubts. I don't mind at all how many times Rob phones me, but it really irks me when my family has to prat on how much he phoned, like it was something wrong with it, even when they said they don't care. I guess my friends deserves better from me rather than huge ass rampant bursts of friendship in the guise of spending a day together with him or buying him gifts/treating him to stuff, so I guess I'll try to be better and stop being such a pussy. LOL.
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