"I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipstick. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing; kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles."- Audrey Hepburn

Jul 26, 2013

The We-Dont-Give-A-Damn Midnight Skype Session

Last night, I went on Skype for the first time in 6 months (or more) to talk to my best gay friend. Yes, I am not afraid to broadcast to the entire world that I have the best best gay friend and I am sure he's proud to get that title too. Life has been busy for both of us. Me: summer road trips, settle down for work, figure what to do with my life, graduate schools, learn how to drive, and the list goes on. Him: music. That sums up our personality pretty well. I always want to do everything, always move on from one obsession to another. He is passionate about the one and only thing and does everything, including knocking down countless obstacles and b*tches on the way to pursue his dream. He is more of a dreamer and I am more of the realist. He's the vintage boy, I'm the edgy girl. Strange enough, we are best friends and will always be, even though we talk to each other no more than 5 hours per year. Half of the earth and 12 hour time difference put more strain on relationships than you think.

We talked about life, about relationships, about how we change and how f*cked up our ways of looking at life are. We commented on each other dry hair, pimpled face, fat thighs, skinny arms, drug-addict-look-like face and whatever-the-eff we are into. I told him all about my Sex-and-the-City relationship life. He told me about the b*tches of the showbiz world that he is in. He gave me advice on how to stop being so selfish and I gave him advice on what to eat for breakfasts and dinners. We talked about being in London, in Paris, in New York in 5 years. I listened to his practice-using-YouTube English accent, and he sat through my half-English-half-broken Vietnamese. 

One thing that will never change between us: we don't judge each other. I have heard from various friends who stopped hanging out with me, or him, simply because we have changed so much. True, I changed. He changed. Why does it matter? I told him that our personalities don't really change. The only thing that is different is that, with times, after being slapped in the face repeatedly by reality, our experience taught us a new way to look at life and to express ourselves according to that perspective. So what if I shaved half of my head and got seven piercings? So what if he got tattoos and started smoking? Everyone has their own way to express themselves and to announce to the world in a "B*tches, I'm here. Brace yourself" kind of way. We don't have to be intimidated by those judgmental looks, or get weak in the knees by those verbal attacks. We know within ourselves what we want to represent and what we are capable of. And we know, within ourselves, that out there, there will always be someone who appreciate us for who we really are. For me, he is the one that even if I show up with sharp-studded leather jacket and shorts, he would still give me the tightest hug then throw punches at me for hurting him with all them stupid spikes. 

It is always a good thing to be assured that there is always someone in the world who understands you, who doesn't judge you, who you can rely on to tell you the ugly truth yet gives you the best advice ever. It is someone whom after you talk to, you believe so much in yourself that you feel like you can conquer the world, in heels of course. 

Miss you so much babe. Can't wait until the next time we talk (which probably will be in 9999999 years). Let's keep working on our I-don't-give-a-f*ck attitude. 

Gotta be stylish to be my friend, eh?

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