okay, just got back from work, after a night's rest. 3 10hr days of standing up w/o much rest. wells, i deserve the pay ^^. its not much, but will get me by. and the saddest things is, before i left for work- monday. as in, the day before i left la, i quarelled with my"best friend". i mean, she's leaving and i really don't want to let her go, but guess what she told me. "i may be bringing ******* to prom night. don't throw my face okay"
what a nice best friend. i love you.
okay, so i told her about how she was flirting with so many ns guys and guys older then her and stuff, making her seem despo. and that is true. and she said, don;t you too, behind his back? and i say, i do, but i doin;t exchange numbers, or put my number up on the net where its easy to get my contact. i mean come on, there are people telling you you're hot and stuff. good for you, but dear, i think your hair's m ore suitable for a guy.why are you trying to be so tom boyish, and yet yearn for a romantic relationship. and you tell me you've long given up on singaporean guys. so what if you're going to australia. you won't know what things will happen. i'm not cursing you, i just want you to love yourself.
after we quarelled, you blogged. on how you've failed as a bestie. choosing a reandom male friend then your best friend. i'm okay with him, just that when he was chasing you last end of year, he was chasing me and another girl too. he may have changed, but you told ME to not throw your face in front of HIM. and yeah, you blog for the people's entertainment. so what? blog for popularity? be like XiaXue? heys, she's pretty and sexy. but still, i'm just okay with her blogging. but you. keep talking on your blog, the guys you've been talking with. talk about guys, think of myren. mid year 2005, you were super close with him, "honeypiggy and polar bear" but he had a girlfriend and ditched talking to you. now? you're back on track with him.
and according to your post dated NOVEMBER 2ND 2005
"After what happened two nights back, my true good friends surfaced. Nick kept telling me I wasn't a failure and I didn't fail as a best friend. He said best friends should love each other for who they are and not who they are not."
dear, i've been wanting to tell you how you are appealing to public. your image. if you disregard me, i don't know. aren't besties suposeded to be honest with each other. and after i dyed my hair, you said "thanks for telling me all these, when i'm studying for my o's and can't do shit to myself" the next fifteen minutes, you ask me on how much i did it for and want to do it too.
after a few paragraphs of your fucked up entry, "I finally got to know there are actually people out there who cared for me and stuff. Who wants the best for me just like me wanting the best for my friends. I may have said something bad at the slip of the tongue and I'm truely sorry. But still, I have to say this: Friends say everything. Good friends know what to say. Best friend knows what NOT to say."
i can proudly tell you. STOP LIVING YOUR LIFE IN A DREAM. WAKE UP TO REALITY. BESTIES ARE THOSE WHO MEAN WELL FOR YOU AND ARE TOTALLY HONEST KAY. i'm sorry to say, if you think that i'm talking too much for your own good, i think, the title of being "best friends" is just a smokescreen to prove that you're not an outcast. i love you. i really do, but i think if my honesty to you is not being accepted, i guess finding other ns and older guys on wholivesnearyou is better. afterall, you change the guys you talk to like your clothes. a few after a few in just a few months.
thanks for the past year, i did have fun. but i guess, dishonesty is something i can't live with in our friendship. so i hope, if you do treasure this relationshi, try to accept the truth. i know i can be bitchy, but heys, who isn't
and one last thing, do get nick to read my blog. and yeah, i do hope your blog ratings increase alot more, and can blog about how mean i am to you now.so its two steps closer to being as popular as fcukling, or xiaxue, woth loads of viewership.
and yeah, hell to proper typing. damn, i feel so cheated.
