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Anger, lots of them!
Wednesday, July 25, 2012 // 12:07 AM

Seriously, da fauq.
I have had enough of my secondary school friends already. what a bunch of wussy.
So this is how the story goes,
This bunch of friends, i got closer during my last year of school. We got closer because of a exchange programme, whereby japanese students come to my school to mingle with us. Then, after that ended, we got close... we all even celebrated each other's birthday and stuff. Here's the thing with them boys. They are scared of me, because i used to be very fierce during my lower secondary school days. I had the tough shell on.

Ever since we left school, we didn't contact at all. Didn't smsed or whatever shit... and only meet up during someone's birthday in the clique. There's this time(okay not this time, it's always), when you ask them to make a decision like where to eat, where they wanna go. They can either take a long time or say anything. So when my sister decides to go (let's say) to the movies. Then one of the guys don't like the idea, and gives the black face and keep quiet and complain within the boys. the heck, act like a man or at least a boy!
& now, the only time i heard from them is through my brother. About what you may ask... They asked my brother to tell me that they want my game item and ask me whether i want to give them. I didn't mind giving them you know. But then, i was like.... For what i give them? Only when they need something then contact me; well in this case they didn't even contact me directly. So insincere. I'm so sick of all the insincerity. Fuck this shit man! I've had enough.

What kind of friends are they?
bunch of wimps. I've had enough. From now on, i won't bother about them anymore. Da fuq, seriously. I even made them cards during the o level results day, telling them how much i appreciate our friendship. Seriously. Get lost.

bye.