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Like Old Times Friend, Except This One’s On Publ

We walk in different roads, but they all lead to the same destination. The end of our time here in this third rock from the Sun.

Our journey presents obstacles, some are similar, some are not. But they’re what make our lives, our lives, our very own and not anyone else’s.

During our walk, our journey of life, our paths crossed, and our roads ran parallel. We found ourselves accompanying one another in our journey. Then our roads diverged, and we are separated physically, but by spirit, and a sense of comradeship, we kept in touch.

You were my anchor when I was alone, Godless and Faithless, during my time at that perverted prophet’s place. The mind I admired, envied and missed, with every letter that came from you there’s humour and wit.

You hated when I boasted, in my letters, when we talked. And I know you were pissed, when this absent minded forgets your birthday, time and time again.

You cried when she left. I didn’t know anyone ‘I know’ would. Yet you felt for me regardless, and that’s when I know, inspite of you being a Chipsmore, emerging and dissapearing, you’re still a friend to this annoying selfish imp.

Now I heard your story, and I expected nothing from your slate, just knowing a good friend is alive, and haven’t really split.

The problems that go on in the home front, could hurt any habitants, especially when love that’s supposed to bind the habitants together in the first place, disappears. Perhaps waned would be the right word. Being separated for so long (and such thought did occur to me in the past, the possibility when one is sans the spouse) perhaps presented the family that chance.

Whatever the cause, the outcome, you seem to be prepared. I hope your baby bro is protected from this though.

Don’t let the faith, hope and love die within you with what’s going on. And besides, I’m here, and the mission is still on, to get outta this place. I was side tracked but I’m back. Just one year to go. Besides, I’m still single. Hah.

Well girlfriend, a friend once said, that I might be a lesbian, for boasting of having good friend like you. He knows not our history, and even after reading this, he should know, no man can best you, my bosom buddy.

Unless…

unless…

>: } I see TiTi again and my monkey love would rekindle and he tries to sit next to me and I do not split from shyness like I did four months back oh Mayse…. that Korean looking homegrown lad, the stupidity… he tried to make contact and I split. Lepas tu sa curi-curi tingu from afar… apalatuh. Ada can duduk sebelah, and I split, from malu. He might top you girlfriend.

Heeheehee… just kidding. That was just a fun filler written for humour, to take the seriousness and worry out from this post. Cheer up girl friend, and if you need help with the sawah, ring me up, I’ll land my tuyu hands and aching back to be your… em… Watergirl. Harharhar…

But seriously, I have his number. Should I call him… :D