I wonder what friends are really for. Haha yes I'm fine, and I love my friends very much. Just thinking about some random things.
You know, I suspect we have friends cuz of our own selfish desires for company. For a need to feel that we belong, and because we all need someone to listen to our gripes and complaints, to provide advice and help, and of course to share our joy. So we expect our friends to be near-perfect beings to suit our behavioural standards. Like she musn't be too clingy, she must give good advice, she must be able to take all my nonsense blah blah... So we expect others to change for us. We act all high and mighty, and say "it's all for your own good". But is it? Or is it for our own good? Sometimes maybe the problem isn't with them, but with ourselves. We take and take, but we don't give enough in return. Even if we give, how much of it is truly genuine?
And I hate it when I offer help but get shot down instead. If it's like that, I'd rather not help at all. I'm not that self-sacrificing. And sometimes, really, I don't wanna listen to your problems at all. I'm tired of providing advice that I'm not even sure is useful to you. But that's just sometimes. Most times I'm here to help :)
Anyway this thing in June is really demoralising. I don't want us to turn out to be severely lacking in many areas (like now). We have enormous shoes to fill and I don't want things to look like a farce. Maybe it's not going to be as fulfilling as I thought. RAHH. I can't wait for all this to be over. I hope things will change for the better soon.
We all go round and round
Partners are lost and found
Looking for one more chance
All I know is, we’re all in the dance
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