Bud.

I went to a bbq's gathering the other day, to bid farewell to a dude who is leaving for work overseas soon. Not that it's much of my concern (I met this dude like once?), but becos my *bud, who is the host (who is this dude's best fren), invited me and REALLY wanted me to come.

*I put an asterisk on the 'bud' word cos A is not really a 'bud' yet but I like him enough to want him to be a bud someday.

So what constitute someone to be a bud?

In my extreme opinion, a bud is someone who can lay his life on the line for you, literally. Okay I DID mentioned 'extreme', I dun expect any of my buds to die for me yet...but more or less along that line of context. I am proud to say I am a loyal, faithful mate to those I treat like buddies. They are like my blood brothers and I seriously will fight and bleed for them. But only if they are able to stand on similar grounds as me. Buddies have GENUINE mutual respect/care/concern for each other, even if we are not always agreeable, we must be cohesive and stand with/by each other in good and bad times.

I always initiate, share, offer my everything FIRST when I meet you. If you appreciate and recipocrate, I will let you into my world. With chemistry and effort, I hope this budding relationship will be nurtured to last. But dun take me for a fool, dun take me for a ride, shortchange me, and abuse my trust in you. For when I retailate and cut you completely off, you will never, ever have a chance to step in again. Hell not only has fury like a woman scorned, try incurring the warth of an Aries. Be forewarned.

I have had one disappointing fucker whom I used to call buddy. I hope I never have to add more names onto this list. When I try to receive you into my private world of 'buds-hood', I will be there for you. If you like to keep me as a buddy, be there for me too.

For better or worse, I assured you I am not in for the short haul. Unless you want to get out.