PROFILE ![]() My name's Prissy. My world comes together with rainbows and everlasting sunshine. Billy's my white horse and Friends are my company. Pink is not my thing because I've got too many sweets in my life. |
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Monday, August 9, 2010
my home, the world. my friends, no one. Having free time on hand gives me time to think about things. Have been thinking about this for quite a long time, recently also talked about it with Jessie. You know how some people just seem to have a super exciting life, they go out everyday, don't return home till late. How some people just seem to have so many friends. And I was thinking about myself. The number of friends I have can be just counted with the number of fingers and toes I have (by friends, I mean those I go out with, tell intimate things to, and not acquantainces). I head home after school/work everyday, I go out probably once a fortnight and with the same people. Then I think about it. Why is it that I do not have such an exciting life. Why is it that I do not have so many friends. Why is it that I do not live the life that my peers are leading. And I realised, I don't like crowds. I don't really like group interaction. I don't really like talking about myself to others. So I tend to go out with only 1 or 2 friends at a time, and it doesn't really help that I don't have much friends. I stay home almost everyday, because by staying home, I don't need to spend money on food and things that I might buy when I'm out. I stay home because I don't need to jostle in the crowd, worry about transport, think about what to eat. Plus, I make special effort to stay home when my family is at home, because daddy & mummy have been working ot these days and it's so difficult to spend time with them. Even if it means, having to listen to mummy's naggings, I still appreciate the time spent at home. And as for friends, I've always been a anti-social person, I don't fancy being surrounded by many people. Furthermore, I've always been very cautious of friends. I'm afraid that someone one day will betray me. I'm afraid that the friends I make aren't true friends. I'm afraid that the friends I make may hate me but just befriend me because I'm useful to them. I'm afraid that when I am in trouble and tells a friend about it, the friend would find me irritating. I'm afraid because I know this kind of things exist, because I have to admit that I ain't that true to some friends, not because they're of any benefit to me, but just because they just ain't my kind of friend. I don't really look down or be bothered about the minimal friends I have, because in my own world, friends go by quality, not quantity. All being said, I'm thankful for the friends I have. Those who are my friends will know who they are (: I love my friends! (: Labels: ramblings 9:09 PM
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