Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Sometimes, I feel that my life is fated to be like that. Be remembered and forgotten as and when people like it.And this is the time of the year where I will keep thinking and thinking about things. And get emo.There's something I don't understand. I don't understand why my words always fall on deaf ears. They will promise me, and when the time comes for them to make good their words, they forget about it completely.Maybe there's just a simple logic behind this problem. Behind my problem. Old friends gets forgotten when new friends come into their lives. This is the only answer I can come up with. No?Also, there's this other problem. Other's trying to sow discord when I shared my feelings.Boy am I glad I'm in a science school and not the complicated business school.Mandy once said that meeting up once a year is already sufficient. That, I agree. But on one condition. The friendship shared between these friends must be as strong as the hardest metal on earth. As hard as the hardest stone on the planet.Oh well. You will know who your true friends really are in times of crisis.
12:10 PM
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