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When I was still a kid (not too very long ago, really), the adults always told me that the older you grow, the number of friends that you have will dwindle slowly. Work takes over your life at first, followed by marriage then your family (gasp). I don't think I really ever believed them back then. In fact, till now I remain quite unconvinced about it, though now that I've had a small taste of what adulthood is all about, I think I have a better understanding about why people say so.

It's not quite about losing friends as much as it is about losing the acquaintance-friends. While in school, it's pretty easy to always meet many people repeatedly, forming some semblance of a "friendship" with them - project mates, classmates, people you just bump into around the campus...but really, how many of them are really considered friends in the true sense of the word?

First, what are friends? What does being or having a friend mean to you? According to dictionary.com -

friend   /frɛnd/
–noun
1.a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
2.a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter: friends of the Boston Symphony.
3.a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe?

Hmm, those are rather vague definitions don't you think?

Well, let's go with the first one for now - "a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard." I might be idealistic, but if you really were properly and sufficiently emotionally attached to a person, wouldn't you put some effort into keeping in touch despite being busy as hell over your head? Of course, this is all assuming that things are peachy and the person holds you in the same regard - none of those dramatic fall-outs or you-stole-my-boyfriend or one-sided-love-affair issues, etc. - but just proper, good, solid friendship. That should last, no?

It is of my opinion that being busy and whatnot = excuses. If you want something badly enough, you can and will make time for it no matter what.

And because of that, I feel that stepping into adulthood is more of a culling process over everything else. It is a filter installed so that you sieve out the sides and keep only the best of the best. The friends that you keep over the years, the friends who care.

I don't know if this is the case or if I'm just simply blessed to have friends who care and try and bother, but yeah, I don't think I'm losing any of them. Not the ones who matter, anyway.

To that, I say hurrah! And may we share many more years of great friendship and laughter. :)

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