Monday, August 14, 2006

Ouch!

What a crash! What a disappointment!
What a waste of time, energy and that scarce resource called hope!

Having friends never did suit me.

*If you're wondering about the cryptic post(s).. well.. Lets just say that this blog is far too public to say more... Sorry, my dear readers..
As for my friends who read this blog-you will not get any sort of answer from me. My mouth is shut.. and tightly this time.. *

6 comments:

Sthupit Girl said...

you know, i'm fast learning, tht all these people, or something that at least faintly resembles the breed, whose blogs are linked to mine are one of a kind.

Guess we are an exception to the "great minds think alike" line.

Don't fret about it.Give yourself time. that's about all there is to it.

*hugs*


YOurs forever sthpitly.

teacup said...

NO ONE is your friend...the sooner you learn that, the better...experience speaks:)

Ar Ar Ar Arrrrr said...

Friends forever is a myth....now I laugh when I receieve cards from ma friends with words FRIENDS FOREVER :D

AWY said...

sthupit girl: thanks.. And i think we are the same.. at least some ways.. if not all.. but then everyone's alike in someway or the other.. anyway..
hugs... you take care, girl..

Yashita: true.. :-)

Arz00n: i laugh even when the cards say stuff like 'i'll be there for you.' no one ever is..

Aditya Abburi said...

i only agree with you partly on this one........ how exactly do you define a friend? i totally belive that is what is important to see how long a friendship lasts!!! i was expecting a little too much from my friends for a while and i had no friends then!!!!

for a few years when i went crazy ( almost:) ), my dog was my only friend!!!

life is not so bad afterall... you have all these blog friends and we will surely be your friends as long as ur blogdom lasts!!!

so yeah cheer up and give us some of that chocolate stuff again

*hugs*

Vincent said...

These friends no, they are like that only man. They borrow CDs, shirts, moneys, books... and never return them. some scratch your new bike. But they're the same people who cook/order you a nice meal and tuck you in when you get drunk silly and teary.