I cannot quite remember what text book I read it from but I do remember reading that after 25, the average individual loses one friend per year. I can honestly say that this is completely true. You see, sometimes we have to face the fact that we are friends with people in a certain place and time. That box filled with immediacy and finite expectations. An easy example is when you are on a plane or train for an extended period of time. You meet someone and think about how amazing they are. They are witty, they are funny and at the end of the duration of time spent together you exchange information so that you may keep in touch with, but that usually does not happen. You both go your own ways and may remember your time spent together somewhere down the line. This is vastly different than your feelings when you first met that person.
College is just a larger version of that train. Your Facebook friend count may say 1,000+ but you have to wonder what happens a few years from now. When those news feed posts begin to seem foreign and you only keep them on there for show. However, every once in a while, you meet those people who are just as strange and beautiful as you are. It is somewhat luck and somewhat fate, I believe.
These people who become closer than family to you and remain friends long after the dreaded 25 deadline. They get your humor and they get your style. They get your music phases and they get the fact that you may never like sushi or most popular movies. Most of all, they get your humor.
I met up with a friend yesterday whom I have not seen in quite a while, as he recently moved. I consider him my best friend. It was refreshing to talk and joke with him because he understands my humor. Our humor styles have always lined up and it has been a big part of our friendship. I never realized that until I began hanging out with people here and making jokes.
Have you ever made a joke and you can just see the judgment of virtually everyone in the room? Yeah, me too and I think it happens more often than it should.
I say things and people are shocked. I am never quite sure if they are shocked because it was said or if it was because I said it. It always leaves an air of “well I guess I should have held off on that joke a bit….” hanging.
So, as 25 approaches, remember that only a few out of the 1,000+ actually think you are funny and love you for who you are. That is kind of a beautiful thing, in my opinion.