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If i wake up tomorrow will you still be here?

Saturday, August 30, 2008 || 3:22 PM

A friend. How would you define a friend? According to the dictionary, a friend is a person one knows, likes, and trusts. I have friends that I don’t know. Not really. Yes, I know their names, their personality. I know them as a person, but I don’t know them. They could walk down my street, and I may not spare them a second glance. I like all of my friends, sure. Well, I thought I did. Can you like somebody who you love to bits, but makes you cry and want to fall so low into the ground you’ll never come back up? Like an anchor in the water, can’t breath, can’t stop, until you hit rock bottom and will never come up without help. I like most of my friends, but somebody who causes you to drop so low in sadness, is no friend, or not a friend any longer. Trust? I’m not so sure what this means. Telling your secrets, and hoping they’ll keep them? I guess that’s trust. It’s more like hoping though, wishing. Is trust believing the person will never hurt you? That isn’t trust. That’s humanity. I cannot define trust, though I trust my friends. Does that make sense? Almost nothing makes sense. On that point, sense is hard to define too. There are the five senses, touch, taste, smell, hearing and seeing. Sensitivity is being gentle and kind. But then, how come when you use your common sense, it is often not gentle or kind. The same goes for being sensible. So what is a friend? I know who my friends are. One I can talk to about anything. She’ll listen, she’ll guide me. So sensible, yet so sensitive. Being a friend means contradicting yourself. But such a friend I have never had, even if I would not know her walking down a street. I wouldn’t know how to go without her, to function without speaking to her. So many friends I seem to have, and yet, no friends at all as I walk the streets and school. So many faces laughing, jeering, and now one more to add to a crowd of people laughing, not caring. But I don’t need a lot of friends. My friends have so much character, they are perfect. A friend? How would you define a friend? I define a friend as a being who contradicts every rule of the dictionary. You do not need a dictionary to define a friend. I define a friend as somebody you never need to see, never need to recognise as they walk down a street, but somebody you will always know is there for you.

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Today, saturday class cancelled.
yay. (not). PSLE coming. teacher just said it's 18 days ! (school days) omgod. that is REAL fast.
e-i-g-h-t-e-e-n days. so what must you do? STUDY lahhhh. but how to? revise? do and do and do? will that do? er.... ?
Ok, now what? ..
i cant wait after PSLE. J-JAM will be going to bugis, bowling, ice skating, swimming. weehooos~
FRIENDS!
everything is not free. so, have to study. So tired of hearing it.

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