Hello people, I still cant get to sleep,
and here I am, I am going to tell you about some of the discovery of my life upon hitting 18years old.
In my life time, I have made many friends, and many enemies as well.
Well, not that I am proud to have made enemies, but those are the people, who are constantly there, to give you trouble, and make you fall. They are the ones, who will knife you in the back, and kick dust on your face when you fall. I dont have to mention names, and if you think you are one of them, congrats yea, because it'll take a Long Long time for me to forgive you.
Anyway, my birthday was on the 3rd of March 1990, and my life is great I dare say.
I have a wonderful family, crazy brother (super feature at home)
My education life, generally okay okay only
(as the saying goes; mai hiam buay pai, ai hiam kena sai)
It means, if you dont compare me with the super ace grading ones (98% hardworking ones and 2% genius ones) I am still alright
However, if you do compare me with those people, I am just like a piece of shit (in terms of grades yea)
Teachers generally liked me and took care of me, and classmates enjoyed my company.
I have made so many friends, sometimes, I myself will forget them.
However, upon reaching 18 years old, some facts do appear in front of my eyes (my handphone, my computer, my friendster profile and my blog)
Some friends, just wont forget you (the good side).
There are some friends, who had almost 11 years of relationship, and he/she, never fails to drop you a message, wishing you the very best in your future life, and asking on progress of your life.
These are the ones, in my opinion, will always be your true friends.
Friends to me, are like your arms and legs of your body, you will never not need any of them.
In my 18 years of life, I dare say that there is a well 7 years (and I still am), whereby I place high hierarchy for friendship and loyalty.
Some might feel old friends are definitely good friends. Nah, bullshit.
During my 1 year poly life, I have made several good friends. Several new friends.
Surprisingly, upon reaching 18 years old, they prove to me that my theory, above ^ is true.
Old friends /= Good friends
Surprisingly, some new friends messaged me even more, compared to friends, that I have made during my secondary school life. The ones, that I had hanged out with, enjoyed their company, and truly give my whole heart into the friendship.
Weird isn't it?
Strangely, the new friends now seem more important to me, compared to those once loyal old friends.
Doesn't my 18th birthday mean anything to you guys?
Doesn't what I've done for you (or perhaps for your close ones) worth a simple Happy Birthday message?
Haha, don't think I am whining, I am illustrating the true face of humans.
So old friends, do not message me after reading this entry, probably I already have in mind who belongs in this category, and if you think you are, man, its very sad dont you think?
The past we had (i mean shared)
No worries, for now I am 18 (Haha! No arrogance dissed)
and I know, who, my friends are.
Goodnight
sleep tight
dont let the bed bugs bite
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