My First Friend With My Best Friend

She thought I was really weird, well she still thinks I’m weird but that is beside the point. At first we spoke two different languages and shared completely different customs. Being the new kid from another country, my conversations with her were tended to be short and awkward and we never had much to talk about. I would laugh when she and her friends laughed, even if I didn’t understand the joke at all. I tried using slang as often as I could, even though I wasn’t sure what any of it meant. However, after an entire year of frustration and self-motivation, I was finally making progress. I picked up some more English and learned a lot about American culture and customs. Then I became even more engaged, I joined the school tennis team and even became the only Chinese cheerleader in our school. Slowly, I found out that Daniela and I share a lot in common: we both love reading, eating healthy and working out. Nowadays she helps me enhance my English and I help her learn how to be more

We met in the sixth grade during band class, we both played clarinet. Neither of us really bothered to talk to each other, we had other friends. Throughout sixth and seventh grade I had this secret hatred towards her and now that I think about it, it’s really funny. I always got jealous because she was always first chair in band, or she always got good grades on everything, I even got jealous once because a boy liked her. Going into eighth grade they redistricted

The summer before high school, I finally caught her eye and I didn’t hesitate for a moment asking her out on our first of many dates.

Jean has been a friend of mine since August 1996 when we met in high school. She was a grade younger than me, but had a January birthday, so we were only 7 months apart. We became friends quickly despite our different personality traits. I had been quite yet outgoing in high school and Jean was lively and animated. People wondered how we could be so opposite, yet great friends. Our friendship continued to grow over the years and we became best friends. Throughout the years of friendship we talked about her romantic relationships and my romantic relationships. We trusted each other with private experiences that we would not tell anyone else. Our communication was very open, honest and transparent. As Jean was entering college, at a different university than me, she struggled with her father falling ill and sadly passing away. This was an extremely hard time for Jean to finish her undergraduate degree, but Jean pressed on toward its completion and graduated college.

When we got in a fight we didn't want to go to the counselor cause we would get in a fight. So we went to the counselor and for about 30 minutes we wrote down things that we liked about each other. She made us hug it out and when we hugged we punched each other on the back and said,I don't want to be friends at the moment.

Each relationship with my friends are different. My friend Morgan, consistently complains about her relationship with her boyfriend and asks for my advice. Her boyfriend Jon, is one of my good friends, so I know him just as well as I know her. My job is our relationship is listening. I use the four “Rs” of listening to the best that I can to support her. Often, Morgan falls to conversational narcissism. She rarely talks about anyone else in these situations. Sometimes she mentions breaking up with Jon. I rejected that information through selective listening because I know she really doesn’t feel that way. My interpersonal communication with Morgan consists of me listening to her relationship problems.

I honestly never thought we’d be friends. We were complete opposites. She’s outgoing, crazy, and doesn’t care what anybody thinks of her. I’m shy, quiet, and super self-conscious. We are alike, only in thoughts. We both love poetry. We express ourselves in the same way. We struggle

Her name was Rylee.Rylee and I had been friends since kindergarden,because we had the same teacher,Mrs.Dooley.We had lunch together in 6th grade with this girl named Sadie,who came friends with us right off the bat.Her and Rylee had the same schedule, so I knew Sadie would never stick up for me.Clearly,Sadie would choose Rylee over me.

I want you to know that since the day we met each other I've fallen in love with you and I continue to fall in love with you. Day by day my love for you becomes overwhelming. I love you more today than I did yesterday, and I'll love you more tomorrow than I do today. There are no words I can come up with to express the feelings I feel in my heart. You make my days feel special, I look forward to always getting to talk to you. You are now an important part of my life. You have engraved yourself into my heart and soul. I don't know what I would do without you. You are my best friend and my one true love. I need you in my life, you keep me happy and just make me feel wonderful. I treasure every moment we spend together. The good and the bad moments. I hope we can learn, grow, and appreciate the moments we do have.

I have known Jose for the past four years of high school but it feel as though I’ve known him long before that. It was the first day of school and I noticed in almost all of my classes the tall and intimidating kid was in all of them. We had about the exact same schedule and we only ever started talking because we were teammates in our math class. Eventually as the year went on we bonded over our interest in video games and taking ridiculous online quizzes. Jose and I had a similar childhood experience and were able to connect with how we were often the “odd” and singled out kids growing up in school and at home. Just like that, I made my first new friend in high school and since then, we became rather inseparable and have a large significance in each other's day to day lives.

I remember the first remember the first time I met him. It started when I got to my new school I made a few friends, but still didn’t know him. Then there was one day when I was in after care. My brother was there and he said he was playing tag with someone so I decided to play as well. Then I met him His name was also Andrew, and he was in the grade under me. When I first saw him he was so energetic it was insane he was so full of energy. He seemed like a very nice person, but then we started playing teen titans go. So he took it too far and punched everyone in the stomach while screaming booyah. So I thought that it wasn’t going to work out. The next day we played with him again, and he was also rough. Then we eventually became really close friends over the long school year. It was really fun, but then since the elementary school only went up to fourth grade I went to the next school. So I had to survive fifth grade without him.

Andrea and Linda are two of my best friends. They are the most phenomenal women I know, yet they couldn’t be more different from each other. Each of them is successful in their jobs, have nice homes, and are both beautiful with fantastic styles, however that is where their similarities end. Their priorities are different from each other as Andrea is all about her family, while Linda is dedicated to her job. Their styles are so different that they don’t regularly share any beauty tips or borrow clothes from each other and their homes are both incredible, but located in different parts of town and look nothing like each other inside or out.

Over that summer I rarely got to hang out with her. She always had doctors' appointments or she had nurses coming to her house and she wasn’t allowed to have friends over. When school started up I barely got to talk to her she was going through Chemotherapy treatments and wasn’t allowed to be near people. She didn’t come back to school until fifth grade and by then our friendship had almost completely faded away.

Nothing could separate us come freshman year. I thought that we were gonna be able to graduate together and have the best 4 years of high school together. It was about the middle of the school year, we were on the bus heading to our show choir competition. She was acting a little strange but only I seemed to notice it. I had pulled her to the back of our group as soon as we got off of the bus. I asked “is everything okay?” She responded to me by saying “ My dad might be getting a promotion”. I was happy for her dad and I didn't know why that was making her sad. She then finished what she was saying and it was “but the promotion is back in Virginia”. The smile on my face went away once it sunk in that the promotion would mean that she would be moving. We tried to not think about it anymore that day but never left each others side for a minute.

Christine Barnes is a very dear friend of mine. She is one of the most kindest, funniest, and trustworthy friend I have met so far in my college career. I met Christine during EOP Residential Bridge, 2016. She was very quiet and kept to herself. She very much reminded me of how I use to be back in my middle school days. Back then, although I hoped to make friends, I use to keep to myself but in hopes that one kind person would approach me and start a conversation. Christine and I both had Professor.Glenn Omatsu class during the summer,fall, and spring of our freshman year. During the summer, she sat in the seat in front of me. Because she was so quiet, I decided to start a conversation. She was very shy and seemed to nervous to speak. We spoke very briefly. As the summer passed, our conversations grew. As the year went on, we grew as really good friends and have helped each other with academics. She has been a good friend to me and hopefully we remain friends throughout our college journies here at the university.