I Am Chanandler Bong.

Everyone loves Friends. Everyone. If you don’t then you’re wrong, you’re completely wrong, or something is horrendously wrong with you.
What makes it so amazing, and the secret to any good TV show, is that the characters and the chemistry between them is so real. I can see a little bit of myself in every character. I’m kind of like a mother figure to some of my friends (Harry, for example. If I hadn’t looked after him when he drank too much at Reading, no one would have), much like Monica. A lot of the time my friends don’t fully understand what I’m trying to say, a bit like Phoebe. I find mundane scientific facts fascinating where everyone else finds them boring, which is the Ross side of me at an all time high. I know exactly what I want to do with my life and I’m trying my absolute hardest to get it, just like Rachel. Sometimes I need a bit of looking after because I can be a bit childish and lost – Joey.

But the character I relate to the absolute most is Chandler. Straight up.

My exact reaction when someone understands me when I use the phrase “you knowwwwww THAT THING!!!!!!”
When I eat an entire three course meal and start struggling with the dessert
Every single New Years Eve, at the countdown
My life, generally. Except I don’t say it, I text it. Or Snapchat it…
My reaction when my mum rants at me about my life, and career, and my goals. And when she asks me what I’m doing on weekends…
My general reaction when people talk to me
I’m hilarious and I know it
The question I ask myself daily, and every week with Tas
It takes literally all of my energy to not reply with this when people ask me how I’m feeling
Me, when I’m lying awake at night and it’s 3am
When someone asks me if I can “give them a hand”
When my friends call me up to cry about their life
The main reason why I don’t go out with friends is because when we dance it looks like this
Me? Gloat? Never! I do this instead
Then I get depressed and realise exactly what my life is