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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

If at first try you don’t succeed, then erase all evidence that you tried

that quote above is so funny that is why i put it on my first line today ;) i was in manado this morning, looking for an appropriate driving school. i need to get my driver license as soon as possible. and i found one who near by my home, and then i was thinking if i i could get driver license first i could learn later, lazy like a pig ^o^

i cant really recall my feeling this whole week, too complicated... id been through rough day, struggling with my own feeling. just for the record i am the one who cant think positive about anything, i called it self defense but for my friends it was waisting time. you know, like thinking about someone who doesnt even know you exist.

but i can tell you something, that this week i realized that someone who looks care doestn care like i thought. people said that friend in need is friend indeed. in this case i think i am... cant really write it down, part of my pessimistic brain i guess.....

You will never be my friend again

Friends are people like me and you used to be.
YOU CHANGED majorly.
You covered your face with make-up, trying to look fake
it didnt work just made you look ugly
you changed your hair to make you look “prettier”
You changed to fit in to be popular
when you were my friend you didnt have to change
but you didnt want to be my friend anymore
you wanted to be someone else
So you ignored me, you were rude to me, you insulted me.
You think once you start talking to me again it will all be over!
You think wrong you will
NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER BE MY FRIEND AGAIN!!!

i think that poem suitable with my feeling right now, but i am not that rude. even if they did exactly like that i will never say you wont be my friend again, but i just cant treat you like i used to ;)