Life.

I was in a car, watching the trees and streetlights swishing by. I had a bag of fries and a sandwich with me, just waiting to be eaten. Best fries I've had, ever. Rallys. Mmmmm...

I look to the front: the driver's an American, a friend really. At his side sits a Malaysian, another friend, my housemate. It's a BMW, a 3-series like home. Fast food at night, wondrous.

I sit at my computer, and I hear laughter, I hear people chatting away. The house usually has something going on, people doing things. Just today my thoughts were interrupted by a minute of non-stop screaming. Ah, pranks played are best enjoyed together.

What would life be without friends?

I think I'd die without friends. Without people to love, people who love me. I'm not very social, but I enjoy laughing. Nobody laughs as hard as they could unless they're with friends, with people they know. I've always been the guy who stands at the side of the party, nursing a drink and just watching people enjoy themselves. I was in an open house today, just eating some Malaysian food, not knowing what to say to these other people.

I find it funny that amongst friends I talk so much, and yet at other times I'm that guy you don't really know. How do people socialize so easily? It's hard for me. But hey, at least I am fun to be around once you know me. Right?

I suppose that without friends all I'd be doing on a Saturday night is watching movies, or interacting with a computer. I'd probably go bonkers trying to find things to do. It's hard for me to get used to new faces, to new people, but I want to. I really do. Maybe it's something I got from my dad. He's friendly if you know him, once he loosens up. Everyone thinks he's stony faced and angry-looking, but that's his "idle" face. I've been told I'm like that too.

People tell me to smile, but I don't know what for so I don't. It's so fake if I do. I try. I try. People who know me remember that, and they don't mind. I hope. Those who are close friends don't care at all, because I know they don't and I am me with them. You can say that I don't have many friends; thing is, I'm always blunt and honest with my friends. I can be whoever I want to be with them, without a care for image. Isn't that great?

But yes, one is thankful for the things one has, and one really does have a lot of things, if you think about it. I've always liked looking at the big picture, the overall idea.

Overall, the picture looks pretty good, really.