Making Friends for Dummies

The Austrian guy actually suggested that we bring Mr BB out and get him drunk. I feel so disgusted. REALLY disgusted. A drunken Mr BB. How much worse can it get?! Eeeew. What a distracting thought to have early in the morning. Damn Austrian... Sorry, but i choose who i go out with. I choose my friends.

Yes, i choose my friends. One deciding factor is definitely the way they dress up and their hygiene. Yes, dandruff and krusty teeth are a no-no. So now that i think they look ok, i will be able to start a conversation with them.

The conversation. The first conversation is one of the most important. If i do not like the way the person talks(maybe too insulting or sacarstic or boastful etc...) then i will get very turned off. I will roll my eyes and walk away. And to have a second conversation with this person means i will treat them the same way they talk. Like dirt. Ok, let's be optimistic about the first conversation now. Let's say it went well. Then there's a chance that we'll talk again sometime later. If our subsequent chattings go well, then 'de-deng!', i've made a new friend!

So, isn't it easy being my friend? Well, these are just the skeletal guidelines for my way of choosing my friends. I'd rather not go into details. I admit i'm fussy about who i'm friends with. Aren't you too?