I finally got home yesterday evening after a long week of work at Sentosa and opened my mailbox.
Awaiting for me is of cos a huge pile of mails and letters waiting for me to open them one by one.
Bills, letters, junk mails, brouchres... And then I see an envelope that says "To: Candy Chew".
To start off with, my surname is not Chew.
Neither does Joeness bears this surname.
And when I turned the letter over I saw who was it from.
My ex-classmate.
I flipped. Honestly I felt ashamed of having such friends. If you can't remember my surname, you can jolly well make do without it instead of penning down a wrong one. That's goes to show how much effort you've put on for our friendship and also how much you wanted to invite me to your wedding.
To me, I have already felt that I'm not part of their group of friends anyway. When we're schooling they have never really been close (otherwise they might have care more when I was being left alone on the semester while all of them switched) and after graduation, all they eyed on are "who's going to the coolest university", "how much are you earning" and "what kind of guy are you dating". (I wonder sometimes how they will flipped if I tell them that I dated both guys and girls...
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Of cos, being a workaholic I skipped a lot of their gatherings, or I should say I am being neglected and hence I decided not to join in their kind of fun. Being a friend I really don't like the feeling of being compared with or any form of competition among us. Friends are supposed to be the one whom you cared for, not as a gauge of how well you perform/how good your studies are.
In short, if it's simply because I am not a University graduate/earning as much as you all do/having an awesome rich boyfriend/husband then you guys wanna judge me differently, I rather not have such friends around.
Because I am no hyprocrite to began with.
♥
A.C.











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