Once upon a time/

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Hi people! Well, this is just something that I started to keep me posted on my life so when I look back years later when I'm grey and old, I'll still have something to remind me of the good, old days while I was still young. hahaha.. For you people who know me, I guess this would be where you can find out about how I am and stuff? yea..especially my gila gang from secondary school. We're all separated and in different parts of the world now. Studying.. I may not update it that often (so I keep saying) so, I apologize in advance.

I love ~~you~~ People.

date/time Thursday, February 25, 2010,8:37 AM

I wrote this for Ankush out of pity for his hectic schedule and the lack of time he has to do his homework because of cricket training. (He keeps emphasizing on how they beat NJC today.lols) Haha..his essay was due Monday and he (me)'s only doing it now. Lols...

Anyways, I had wanted to do one post on friendship before (There Ankush goes again "I'm damn happy we won the match XD). I just never got round to doing it. Maybe it's because I was waiting for the right time and mood to blog. I do that. There will be times when I feel, somehow, more emotional and have self-reflections? (no, not emo.) That, I find, is my peak for blogging. Hahas. More flow of ideas. It just comes naturally.

So, here's what I wrote. This shall be like, my first so-called draft. I'll come up with a better one next time. At the right time. Hahas.

Here goes:

Friends. What does a friend mean to you? To me, it means someone who makes me happy when I’m sad, picks me up, dusts me off and helps me get back on my feet when I fall. A friend helps me in my studies, taking time off his or her hectic schedule to teach me, shares the fun times together, even the sad, and is always there to console me. A friend is someone who gives me confidence; gives me the power to believe in myself. A friend does not judge me despite my many mistakes and flaws. A friend is not afraid to tell me where I went wrong, with no fear that they would hurt my feelings, because we are already so familiar with each other, it feels like they’re family; brothers and sisters. Friends, always looking out for one another and being considerate of each other. That’s what a friend means to me.

Now, what does Friendship Week mean to me? It’s an opportunity for me to show my appreciation of how much I treasure them. How much I enjoy being their friend. To tell them I’m sorry for waking them up by making loud noises, or embarrassing them in public, unintentionally, all in good fun. To say I’m sorry for not being there when they needed me the most. For not being sensitive enough to tell that they’re in an emotional crisis. To tell them how much I like going to the movies and eating Subway with them; for every free moment that we spend together talking just about anything and being crazy. To tell them how much I love them (no, not in the romantic way, of course) and how honored I am to be their friend.

My friends, I may not bring you balloons and flowers, or chocolates and cookies. But, I will show you how much you mean to me, and what our friendship really is. For I believe that our friendship transcends that of physical gifts, to that of thought. As they say, it’s the thought that counts. And today, I would like to say a big THANK YOU for always tolerating some of my silly, old habits and for always being there for me. Fair-weathered friends are only there for the good times and gone during the bad. I am glad to say that my friends are not those of that nature and that I am glad to have known them.