Thursday, December 23, 2004
Is it a fight of pettiness or a fight of my horse is larger than yours?
I don’t get it. You getting all that competitive and yes, it is beginning to grate me. What is wrong with you? Just realized how out of it I have become, my own doing or just all beyond my control.
Contemplation to withdraw totally or just hang around in pathetic sake of less ugly moments in the future. It’s a choice I hate to make. Damn! Who even like making choices!
It revolts me sometimes to hear all the uppity talk. I may not be a hot body with a sexy charisma or whatever that makes me perfect but well, you aren’t that great either. In fact, many things you are repulse me. But hey, friends are not based on such things. Guess that’s why many of us have friends.
Sad or happy reality? That none of us is made perfect.
Charms, Thanks so much for ALWAYS being there! You have to bloody applaud this lady here. In being the perfect listener and perfect friend. I would be severely handicapped when you leave on 15th feb. I love ya a lot darling.
Thanks marge and drea as well, you guys had been great friends. Thanks for the memories.
3:50 AM*
