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Sunday, August 14, 2005

Dear Lea

Yes, i have way too much time on my hands for my own good; that's why i'm dedicating an entire blog entry to you, gurl. Muahs!

Firstly, contrary to popular belief, women don't always buy new stuff to go clubbing with. Well, maybe compulsive shoppers do, but normal women don't. i, for one, don't buy new stuff to go clubbing with.. But everytime i do buy a new item of clothing, i will 'hoi cheong' it on a clubbing day! Well, it differs slightly than your opinion of buying a new item just for clubbing purposes, but most women (as i found out through numerous sessions of.. ah yes... erm, bitching episodes) simply love the idea of giving that shimmery new top or sexy new skirt a proper 'Opening Night' in order to give it a decent measure of respect.. you know, being a new item and all *tee hee*

I hope that answers your question, Lea. But, from a girl to another girl... Just go buy-lah! i fully and encouragingly support you in your mission of buying all the clothes in Sydney. Go girl!! *grin*

Secondly, welcome to the club girl! i honestly thought i was the only one who hallucinates conversations with my close buds, but yay! You too! :p Well, i guess the fact that the ones that we care about and are closest too are just so far away (and all means of communication seems a bit... too mafan), the only way for us to release our tensions and thoughts in our minds is to hold imaginary conversations in our head. I do it when i'm sad, happy, and/or saw something hilariously funny that only Lea, Kok, David and kheong would understand. See, it's not weird. It's a way for us to release our emotions in a more productive way. If we could, we'd see our friends during yamcha sessions and bitch or give them a call (maxis to maxis onli RM0.15 a min!) and bitch. But since circumstances aren't exactly what i'd call fantastic, that'll do.

Yes, i admit that i do miss a few friends' company once in a while. While i can continue to say (lie) to myself that all my good friends are overseas.. there really aren't anymore, besides dear Lea, Jason and blur David. It's sad, really, when other people think about it. ANd well, honestly, it isn't really so sad to me. Unlike many of my friends out there who can handle good (and some, great) friendships with many people, i just can't. Hmm. I don't like having too many friends. I don't want to be surrounded by hoards of people who claim to be my friend. Come on, how many of these conversations have u had?:


You: Hey, hi!
ho-hum Friend: Hey... hi there.
You: How've you been?
ho-hum Friend: Great, i've been great.. And you?
You: Oh, i'm doing good.
ho-hum Friend: That's nice to hear. So what are you doing now? Still studying? Working? Which company?
You: Oh, in this shit-nonsense-lousy-small-pathetic company, working as a slave-cum-office-tea-lady.
ho-hum Friend: That's nice. OH, i'm working in a multinational-state-of-the-art-company in KL as a 'super-hot-shot-consultant-cum-analyst'.
You: Oh, wow.
ho-hum Friend: Yup (nods head)

(silence)

You: SO... you still with that-lousy-boyfriend of yours?
ho-hum Friend: Oh. Him. Dumped him. With this rich-handsome-gorgeous-sexy-executive now
You: *thinks: yau mou* (smiles)

(silence)


Well, silence,cause i guess there's nothing much more to talk since you see each other only, let's say, once in 5 years?

So, in respect to that.. i've subconsciously decided about quite a while ago that there really isn't much point for me, being as orderly as i am to keep such ho-hum friendships and only keep the great ones.

This post is dedicated to the friends i miss most:
Lea (miss you most darlz),
David Eu (for the intellectual and occasional lame conversations),
Jason Aaron (for the most gorgeous eyes ever and the fact that he's a sweetie),
Alvin Lee (because he's so damn nice! Always calls me out for lunches without making appointments, knows he won't be able to get hold of me, but still calls anyway),
and the whole DJ gang (for all the hours of cock talking during yamcha sessions).

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