prologue

NURUL AIN
j'ai vingth et un ans

i want to travel around the world, with bottles of mango milk tea in my esprit totebag.





Thursday, August 24, 2006 10:53

i hate you.
that was what i was tempted to say to you.
you never understood did you, from the day you were my friend up till now.
after the fraud 'together-ness', i thought we were much better of as friends.
i thought you really understood that.
i thought you were a friend in the first place.
in fact, i though you were the bestest friend i had.
stoopid.
of all the 'i thought-s' i had.
you were the biggest mistake i ever think about.
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it is really stoopid indeed.
after putting all the bits and pieces together,
now i understood why you never really had a friend.
you never understand.
this friendship is a charade,
and i'm putting an end to it.
you can dump a boyfriend,
you can divorce a husband,
but how do you get rid of a friend?
d-r-i-f-t
i'm
drifting
myself
away
from
you.