I can’t believe this day is actually here. Today I turn 20 years old. I feel so fricking old just thinking that I was born 20 years ago. Every year it surprises me that turning a year older doesn’t feel different at all. Why do we keep count anyway? Well, I can say that these have been twenty great years, and I don’t regret anything much.
I was thinking the other day about my imaginary friends. When I was four years old, I had four imaginary friends (was four the biggest number I knew back then?). Their names were Guisilolo, Guisitete, Guisilala and Briggy. I don’t know where they came from, but I sure had a great time with them. The weirdest part is that I remember how each of them looked! I guess that’s what happens when you have no neighbors, siblings, friends and your parents ignore you.
Later when I was twelve, I didn’t have imaginary friends perse, but I did talk to God a lot. I don’t know how I went from talking to God to being an Atheist in just a couple of years. Anyway, I had long and interesting conversations with Mr. God, but I don’t think they were typical talks. I talked to him every time I felt something, or wanted to share something. Something like “So God, I’m walking to school. It’s pretty hot. So I like that guy in my math class.” or “How are you doing God, so today I went to the mall and watched TV”. You know what I was doing? Well, I had an imaginary friend called God, that had nothing to do with the Christian God himself. Again, I had no friends.
Sadly, I realized that even today I have imaginary friends. They are not Guisilolo or God, but real people I know. For example, I’m driving to university and start talking in my mind (and some times out loud) to some one who isn’t there. I just imagine that there is someone with me and talk, talk talk and talk. Why do I do this? I don’t know, but I know that I can’t help it! Most of the time I feel like talking and sharing things and since there is no one (because I have no friends) I just imagine that someone I know is next to me and start talking. Did you ever have (or do have) imaginary friends? I’m pathetic.
On the bright side, I met Chuck Norris:
