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Friday, 28 December 2007

This is my 100 post.

I wanted to save it for something special. Like New Year's, or something.

Well, looks like I can't. So I will use it for something special.

Like defining my rules for friendship.

Unlike Brenda and Claudine, who seem to treat everyone they know as a friend, I don't use the term "friend" so lightly.

For me, a "friend" is someone who is there when you really need them. Like when someone has died, or you're feeling really depressed.

Y'know, that means I haven't got a friend. You guys are acquaintances.

Dictionary.com defines an acquaintance a person known to one, but usually not a close friend.

My definition of an acquaintance is a person who is there through the good times in your life. I have plenty of people who do that.

But a friend? How many of you have been there when my grandaunt died last year, the second one in two years? How many of you were there when I really needed help last year, and this? All of you saw me when we got our Literature and English results this year. We got the Lit results in the hall and everyone was running around, I know you saw me. How many of you were there when I needed a friend?

Absolute zero.

I tried calling. My blog URL isn't Midori is Lonely without a reason. Last year when Bernie slandered me on Gaia, I got real depressed cuz the entire time I was wondering "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" No one backed me up whenever Bernie got her moodswings last year. (Sorry to make you an example Bernie.)

No one talked to me when I needed someone to talk to. No one was there whenever I cried. No. One.

Brenda, what was that you said about me not socialising? FYI, no one asks me. How many times have you, Isa and the rest gone out without asking me?

Brenda, you said "wat have we done to hurt you guys? we just said stuff about mcr which are facts"

Firstly. What you said were opinions, not facts.
Eg. It is a fact that MCR uses drums and guitars, it is an opinion that "singing =/= screaming".

Secondly. When I said MCR has done more for me than you guys, I really do mean it. When you guys weren't there, MCR was. Funny. A band I don't even know that well helped me more than "friends". I'm not going to go into details, but just take it as if it weren't for them, I'll be dead and this 100th blog post wouldn't exist.

How many of you were there when I was slowly sinking into the thereos of despair? I am not joking here; why do you think Mdm Alena sent me to the counseller? How many of you saw that I wasn't happy? How many of you saw that?

I'm not saying I wish that I never went 2e7; if I didn't, I would have missed out a lot.

Brenda, remember once you asked who were my close friends in class? Remember my reply? I don't think you did.

"I don't have close friends in class. None of you are close enough to be my friends."

I'm sticking to that opinion. Brenda you never were a close friend. Do you know what's my favourite colour? Do you know the type of food I hate? Do you realise how much you hurt me when you put up all your opinions on MCR?

I'm not saying that you all have to like it. I admit some people might think that it's loud. But you didn't have to come back again and again and again to talk about how much you hate it.

If this is how "friends" treat me, then you're not my friend.

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Why do they torture me so?
Why do they treat me with such disdain?
I am shattered, never to be whole
They will never comprehed my pain.

Â -close your eyes ;