PMS POST AGAIN.
Somehow Fridays suck for me the most. Some people just don't know how to be.. argh..
I've listened to many things.Complaints,emoness.. Absorb it like a sponge.
And then,when I have problems and complaints,I wouldn't mind some people to just listen than just hearing me out,you know?
THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THAT.
But the past few days,I've honestly been like over-reacting over things,analyzing things too much. Or maybe it isn't "just me"..?
I am fully grateful of those who have listened to me and have been awesome friends to me for the past few days Nissh,Jo,Jus,Yuva,Michelle[Previous times la],Wen Ying,Jay,maybe Nick too.. You guys are like awesomus maximus!THANKS FOR EVERYTHING GUYS. I know it isn't fun to listen to me babbles all day long and I'm sure you guys get plenty annoyed with me,but I am truly grateful:)
In a poem I wrote,a pretty long time ago,and it said..
Friends
eversince i was young,
i was stung,
by something i didn’t see in my future,
something that i wasn’t to sure,
it was a life,
no it wasn’t to be a wife,
it was to enjoy it,
and to serve,
to the almighty above,
he gave me friends,
so that my life wouldn’t end,
alone by a tree,
but God led me to see,
something special for me,
that is,
his,
creation,
fit for a lonely situation,
called friends,
that will stick with you till the end,
no matter what,
even if it feels like a new start,
friends are forever,
nothing could ever,
change something so cool.
Friends are like a herd,
they stick close and listen to every word,
you have to say,
in any kind of way,
boy do i love them a lot,
even if they have stripes or spots
(but this is exceptional for chicken pox)
and i’m sure that doesn’t rock,
friends share secrets,
what’s inside our precious lockets,
we bum, we jam,
and we have a slam,
playing our guitars,
like famous rock stars,
drooling,
admiring,
toys,
and boys,
what a joy,
what fun,
playing under the sun,
rain or shine,
everything will turn out fine,
only when there are people,
people who care and giggle,
bring something that will never end,
those people are what you call....FRIENDS...
written by Liesl Tan™
I read this and I sigh sometimes.
Friends come and go.
Some leave ungratefully..
..Some leave with gratitudes in their hearts.
Sometimes,I'm probably one of the ungratefuls.