Best Friends...

by - Sunday, January 24, 2016

I've unwillingly been up since 6am so I can already tell this is going to be a sappy one. My emotions are probably all over the place, so I think this is the best time to get this off my chest.

This Friday just gone, two of my closest friends from home finally came to visit me at university. To be honest, it's mainly my fault. With our clashing schedules, it's really difficult for us to find time to meet up. We've set a date several times, but every time I've somehow managed to forget (literally every time) and agreed to do something else - most of the time it was accepting an extra shift at work. But this year, I've got my arse a little more organised, and made sure my schedule was completely clear for their arrival.

this photo epitomises our friendship

They couldn't have come at a better time either. Recently, I've been feeling a little down. I'm not sure whether it's due to being homesick. already stressed out with second year of uni or some other unknown cause, but I just haven't felt like myself at all. However, as soon as they arrived, I instantly perked up. Any traces of sadness had completely vanished.

We decided to go to the SU of my university, Royal Holloway. This is the first time I've braved the SU since October. As it was freshers then, it was so packed that moving wasn't an option, let alone dancing. But we were all in need of some alcoholic therapy, so we ventured out together along with one of my friends from uni, Brian. And it was actually a lot better than I remembered! Despite spending at least 2 nights a week there during 1st year, I'd forgotten how fun it could be. The appeal had completely worn off. Since most students aren't bothered to venture into Windsor or Kingston, the nearest areas to go clubbing, the SU is pretty much the only option. As you might have already guessed, it can get pretty tedious.

On Friday, the event was called 'Big Kids Playroom' which is pretty accurate if you know the three of us. It had been advertised that the night was going to feature a ball pit, doughnut buffet and even a surf simulator. Clearly these were all well hidden, or I was too drunk to notice as I saw none of these. Regardless, we had a good night that ended with me falling asleep topless next to Ruby, and Zahra on my floor watching Netflix on her phone.

Ruby, Zahra and I have been inseparable for a long time. This September, I would have known them for 10 years. Ten years. That's practically half my life! Although Zahra and Ruby had been friends since primary school, we all went to the same secondary school. As I went to a primary school in a different part of London, I didn't know anyone at our new school apart from my sister who is 2 years older than myself. So I latched on to them like a suckling calf - and I'm so glad I did.

when night mode pictures were cool

I'm not going to lie and say that we've been this close the whole time we've known each other (mainly because they'd probably call me out...!) There was a - very brief - phase in which our little group of friends didn't treat Ruby the way we should have. We were horrible little bullies. But were about 12 and completely immature. Thankfully, we saw sense and now we're closer than ever.

Ruby made a point this weekend that really stuck with me. She said that the further apart we are from each other (spatially), the closer we get. It's weird, but so true. Our relationship has only gotten stronger over the past few years despite being in different colleges and now different universities/cities. I think that maybe it's due to us all maturing and interacting with different people. Personally, I've met plenty of people over the past few years that I'd have preferred not to. However, I read somewhere once that people only come into our lives for two reasons; as a blessing or a lesson. Meeting these people was clearly a learning experience, and made me value Ruby and Zahra even more!

when your friends are getting hotter and you still don't know how to do your hair...
The phrase 'best friend' can't even begin to describe what these girls mean to me. They're my counsellors, therapists, partners in crime, lesbian lovers and drinking buddies all rolled into one. I know I can be completely honest with them without fearing that they'll sugar coat their response. But at the same time, I know I can rely on them for a shoulder to cry on. They're two of the few people who can probably make me pee from laughter, but also aren't afraid to get serious and tell me when I've messed up big time. That's the best part of our friendship. Sometimes honesty that verges on brutality is just what you need. Even if it means stealing each others phones to *gently* assist in exterminating fuckboys... Sometimes it has to be done :)

the glo up is real

So no, I don't have two best friends, I have two (extra) sisters.

Tay x

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