Whenever I just sit down and relax, putting aside my work, my assignments, and give a little of me time, I’ll always think of my friends. I’ll think what they are doing now. I’ll think stuff like what we could be doing if I was back home, what crazy stuff would we be doing again, or what experiences that we might make and laugh when we look back whilst thinking how stupid we were. But then, I can’t dwell in that thought for too longer because I can’t have no matter how dearly I wish I could have it. It’s not really in bad way to see it but only sad that’s all. Recently, I felt that my friends just need me but I can’t really help but to pray for them and give them advice. The distance apart is not necessarily a bad thing though; it helped my friends and me to create a stronger bond though. Which is quite good but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss them.
As my thought wonders off to 10 years down the track, where most of us are either married, have a career, or in a relationship in one way or the other. I wonder whether I will have that same strong bond with my friends when that time comes. They’ll have other priorities and responsibilities to attend to.
Well, I’m not trying to be emo and stuff but that’s just some of the facts that I have to face and same goes to all you guys. I don’t think we can be silly with each other anymore without our children/spouse/bf/gf thinking that we are crazy. But then if they (gf and bf) think we are crazy, I think we need to change one.. Hahahaha.. Just kidding!! Don’t do that.. Normally, your bf or gf would probably join in... ANYWAYS!!!!
The thing I’m trying to say is that I wish I could spend more time with my friends..
The thing I want you guys to think about is how close are you to your friends
The moral of the story is.. Hahaha.. This phrase always makes me laugh because it reminds me of the show ‘Under the Roof’ with Moses Lim in it... If anyone knows it, gimme a yes... HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
I’m still laughing.. Anyways, the moral of what I’m saying is that cherish your friends and love them as much as you love yourself, hope they love you the same way though. I know one of my friends don’t. I’m not gonna name names*COUGH LOUDLY* *REENA* *KC* *RACHEL* *CLEARING THROAT*..
Wait!!! I don’t really know Rachel but she’s quite cool... :P
Those two * COUGHING! REENA! KC!* says they love me but they bully me like crazy when I’m back..
Nah!! Just kidding.. I love both of them and same goes to esther.. See this is how the four of us roll when I was around...
KC-the show off and stylish aka the pretty one (POSER!!!)She’s an advisor like me.. She’s also my sista from another mother..
Reena-the one who always forgets and POSER like the top one.. She’s the funny one in a good way..
Esther- this is a special one.. Drop from the tree like Theodore from Alvin and The Chipmunks.. Just kidding.. She’s the naggy one but!!! BUT!!!! Before you go to conclusion.. She nags on the real stuff and important stuff.. And that’s why I like listen to her when she starts nagging.. You’ll actually get something out from it..
Well, three of them.. Don’t forget about me..
Me/Jason-I’m the one helps them to remember stuff.. I advise KC and vice versa.. That’s why me and my sista are tight yo!!! I’m like Reena’s personal play toy whenever she’s bored and I always keep her laughing.. Trust me!!! Ask her!!! EMO BF!!! HAHAHAHAHA.. Well, esther and me, we go way back to when we were 12.. I knew her the longest... And this is how we roll.. She nags I listen.. I talk she shuts me up.. Then I talk and then shut her up... She talks most of the time rather than me.. But we agree with each other somehow and laugh at each other’s comment.. She’s cool.. Should call her Mama Esther.. But too old and doesn’t suit her.. Call her Aunty Esther.. Even worse.. So I just call her Esther.. She’ll have my head if she reads this...
Anyways, I’m blabbering again.. But this time it’s a good one.. Hehehe...
I know Reena is reading... Hahahaha
Take care guys..
Less post for the next few weeks because I got exams...
So gimme comments... I want comments..
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