Holidays are here. Finally. But boredom strikes as the clock is ticking. I've got nothing to occupy myself with except for those N.Sparks collections on the bed shelf, Shopaholics, tutoring, (trying) keep fit & facebook-ing.
But I'm pretty excited for the chalet next week with the beloved W35A-ians. The awesome bunch that understands me the most and will laugh sympathetically at my lamest joke! I'm not surprised to know I love this bunch a whole lot <3>

Friendship going down the drain. Nothing new. When 2 becomes 1, 3 becomes 2 too. Life may be hard on you, you wanted everyone to understand your plight but you haven't take the initiative to understand others. You're more concerned about someone you called your till-death-do-us-part. All these years of saying, "I love you best friend" means nothing but a 0.0001mm of dust. To choose someone who doesn't trust you whole-heartedly, who discriminate you, being rude to your parents, the one who called you bitch because you're carrying his child and he take it as though its not his and make you forget that there's a place called "The outside world" and tell you that your best friends are not there for you forever over people who rush down to your place to lend you her shoulder because you cried to her on the phone, who helped your parents during your second big day even though your family members are mostly unhandicapped, who gave in to you when you persuade her to accompany you at home cos you're bored & who never fails to help you even if she is miles away.
You were never proud of us. Never. You may speak highly of us, but action speaks louder than those words you've said. I'm sorry if I was being rude in my texts to you. But you know, its the best way to be rude and fuming mad cos you will never take us seriously. Our friendship, you can't buy with money. It's not everything. I will pray for your happiness & in a month's time, I hope you may be happy with your forever-sweetheart.
May God bless you.