Holy Smokeroons... it's scary how your circle of single friends gets smaller and smaller...I choose my friends and I must say they are the best in the world.
I have groups of friends from primary, sec, lasalle and work. My bestees are sec. Indians girls...but we;re not your average or typical kind...we have goals and aspirations and push each other to pursue and even push each other to the right path and to me tat sure dang make a whole lotta difference.
I will take it from my earlier post about marraiges and how quickly they are happening...and out of the 5 Indian girl grp...I'm the last one standing...well actually there;s 2 of us...but the other can get a guy pretty quickly, coz she's drop dead hot..yikes...pressures on mates...
I'm not thin, or good looking or even girly, I can be insane and loud, i think tat could be one reason..and the one tat I like..well you know the story....
So I called my bestee after 3 days of her smsin me about how she finally told her mum about her boyfriend...turns out she's gonna get engaged and has to by this MAY!!! hahahhahahah...I couldn;t believe I was hearing those words from her, coz she was not that girly girly hahah... well i;m definitely helping her out and am wishing her my best and we;re all happy for her..
Another very pregnant bestee called me over to her place for some catching up with a really really long lost friend..and tat girl is bringing her 2 kids along...omg... plus another bestee who just got engaged is bringing her hubby along..she invited me and said I had to come....I really dun wanna go...I mean I just feel so outta place rite now...
Everyone has someone and for the longest time i kept thinking well live my life first...but now tat i;m 26...i;m not too sure about many things anymore... but one things for sure...these bunch of monkeys, ladies, SISTERs I have and will always cherish...have never changed their attitude or character and I really respect and admire that in all of them...You rock ladies!!!
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