:: to hell with frenships ::

i think frenships sux. it's good while it lasts. but when the expiry date comes n things start turning sour, the smell and taste and look and sight of the damned thing is pure revulsion, repulsion, and redundant.

it's all shit what they say abt "frenz forever" and "frenz for life". those shit are so cheesy they make me sick. friends come and go. live with it, get over it, move on. you juz wanna mope ard in ur little world trying to make sense of trivalities that dun matter in the big picture so go on, screw urself up. i cant be bothered abt these pathetic little problems. so I screw up the frenshipz all the time. SO WHAT? you got a problem with THAT?

then BUG OFF.

i dun need ANYONE sniffling behind my back going "oh that POOR thing cant keep her frenships long..how sad..". i dun need ANYONE's pity abt not keepin ur frenz or whateva shit. i dun need ANYONE going ard trying to make sense of why people leave and why people come n go. I happen to believe in giving people more ROOM to roam n grow. if they havta go, they havta go. if they think they made a mistake they need to do a U-turn, by all means i'll b right there waiting. but PLEASE, during that transition time, DONT gimme the SHIT abt how SAD a case i am.

cuz YOU'RE the one who doesn't understand that YOU'RE the sad case. NOT me.

FACE IT. life's a stage. you have entrances. you have exits. you are the centre of someone's stage for some time. your cue comes. you move out. you dun try to stick ard and try to say: god is that MY fault i havta move on to another scene now?

BECAUSE hey, true, you need frenz ard all the time. they get you thru ur ups and down and all the shit and rainbow times. but stop kicking up a storm about it. why the hell take these stuff so seriously ANYWAY.

Que Sera Sera.

GROW UP.