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i miss school days
Tuesday, March 3, 2009

i miss school days..
miss the lessons,miss the food,miss the place and especially i miss the pple and frens i USED TO have.
how sad it is when before parting goodbyes we promised to keep in touch,
whats left now are byes that we do not think about.
maybe we were closed in the past cause of pure obligations as we see each other daily,
but i truely hope that MAYBE..we truly wants to be...FRENS.
MAYBE i am being sensitive as i also tot myself as...but we are really drifting apart.
my eagerness to stay intouch will die down one day if repeatedly drenched by cold rejects.
MAYBE she is busy..my mom always tells me. YEA maybe...but why am i not the reason you are busy that day?
a fren smsed one day...i was really happy. but she onli wants to remind me to return her $3.50 for chicken rice she helped me buy the other day.i am soaked in the dampness of reject...well...maybe i shld have just returned her the money EARLIER so that what she rembs of me is not $3.50..BUT ME.ME. ESTHER TAN HUIYI.ME!
i think i am losing faith...
i will one day think that friends forever is BULLSHIT.
that will be the day i will stop making friends.
let things just stop at acquaintance-level.
so that the level of damage will be at the minimal...
Wish you luck in whatever you are doing... pls call me one day...date me for a drink...before i really lose what little confidence i have of friendship.

writtern @3:08 AM