Minggu, 11 Oktober 2009

THE ONE I CALL FRIEND

I'm sitting here all alone in front of dear lappie which is forced to be staying awake since in the morning. One by one episodes of Sabrina the teenage witch season 2 are lining up on the tabs, plus Disney channel games. I've grown tired of this routine, it seriously is damn boring. I did went and watch Surrogate last night with Wani and Subi. But that wasn't what I expected to do really. I was just hoping that a friend would knock on my door and ask me of what I'm up to and if she can join in. I love visitors which I haven't quite get since I left matrics. I feel so lonely, that I wish I could have a bestfriend. The one who would listen to my pain just right after it hit me. The one I can share everything with like I used to with my mom. The one who I'd be looking forward to hang out with. The one who is just happy go luck and cheerful, just like me. I realised that I hardly have any bestfriends since I was a little girl, I just have to admit it and eventhough that statement might just embarass me. I am longing for a down to earth girlfriend, prioring others first, and would say, are you okay?? each and everytime I frown. The one who wouldn't look down on my thoughts and opinion besides loving me just the way I am without changing a single thing... I've gotta admit that I do have this kind of friend, but she lives far away from me now, a girl whose tears stained my biodata book while she was writing words of goodbye in it. A girl who says that she loves me for me. A girl who still loves me, eventhough I've hurt her repeatingly. But now, we've lost contact. NOOR ZALIQA BT SABTU, my bestfriend. SOMETIMES YOU WOULDN'T KNOW HOW TO APPRECIATE A THING UNTIL IT'S GONE.

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