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I Fly You Aeroplane

I was supposed to be out with someone today. Prolly at some nice place sipping tea, chit chatting our hearts away, but I didn’t make it happen.

Partly because I woke up real late; partly because I was feeling lazy; partly because I was half-hearted; partly also because I felt that the other party was kind of half-hearted too. Sometimes I wonder about friendships, a lot. Especially about new friendships. What is the point of keeping in contact? Why should I bother?

The problem with me is that I always plunge too deep into friendships and I hate it. When I’m excited about a meet-up, I expect the other party to be too. When I do something nice, I expect the other party to be at least appreciative. When I give my heart and soul, I expect something in return.

FYI I’m not speaking of anyone in specific here. I’m just having a one-of-those-reflecting-about-life days. Sigh wtv. Sometimes I really feel like backing myself away from everyone else except for those whom I know I can truly rely on. I’m tired.

I hate it when people pungsei me, so maybe I’d make it up by arranging another appointment. Maybe IDK.

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2010
06/27
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Boiling Point

Alright. I was apologetic for the bad attitude I gave when you asked me for a favour. My temper flared, for whatever reasons, but didn’t I still went ahead to do it, and didn’t I already apologize and go talk to you in a nice tone after that? I can totally take it if you don’t so-called “forgive” me immediately, but why those words?

“Why not I give you $300 a month and you be my mother?”

Firstly, to be precise, it’s $350. Secondly, I pay for my own bills, insurance, meals, transport, and I’ve never took a single cent from you since I started working (unless times when you insist, like loose change etc). Thirdly, be glad that I even give you money and to be honest, it isn’t a small amount from what I’m earning. FYI, it was 100% out of my own willingness and I wished I could give you more. Oh, and what happened to those treats and extra money I gave you once in a while?

That’s it. I’m officially pissed. Intentional or not, those words sting. Sting like a bitch.

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2010
06/11
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