then I started reading all the old testi's that my friends wrote me.
Scrolling through them, I was thinking... "Damn! I got good taste choosing in friends... hehehe..." (yabang!) I cant really be this insane-booklover-weirdo-nice-cool-great-girl that these seriously misguided people I call my friends were trying to sell to potential Friendster browsers.
*Sigh* I miss all those insane folks.
The last in the list was the first (and so far the best) ever testi that I approved, the one written by my best friend.(aaaaaw...)
Jasmin, Monday, October 20, 2003:
kriszia is someone i could never afford to wage war with. why? 'cause she knows me too much... and i just know she'll use those sensitive secrets for revenge. :) seriously, kriszia is the most cynical person i know. she claims to have no heart, no emotion.. but i know better. behind that sarcasm lies a girl with compassion and generosity to her peers and loved ones. uncover the mask and you'll see a woman molded with fortitude through the pains of family struggles and triumphs. she scoffs at trivial nuisances 'cause she knows what true anguish is, and how to survive without leaving a scar. and she covers her feelings with protective strength for what she keeps inside is much to be treasured and only right to be guarded passionately- hidden is a heart tested through time and a love that can only be showered on the one who truly deserves such priviledge and such joy. we became friends because of chance. we becames allies out of family crisis. but we became sisters because of shared souls, shared experiences, and shared grief. people who have come to know her are very lucky to have encountered the amiable version. but for those unfortunate ones who came across the evil side, i hope they're still alive (or willing to live). very complex and resilient, that's what she is. and knowing her makes life a little more interesting, and even more fun. for those of you who still don't know her,patiently wait your turn. the girl only has so much time, and she needs at least 20 hours of sleep a day. the other hours are for reading. so wait in line. or you woudn't know what you're missing. 'cause surely, she wouldn't miss you.
o di bah?! lufet!!! awww shucks. after reading this, I forgot all about fixing my Friendster and started on a blog entry instead. I still havent met anyone (not of blood kin) who knows me this well. I'll probably marry the first GUY who gets even remotely close to this. (yeah, right. wahahahahaha!)
when I made a Friendster acct, I swore to forego QUANTITY over QUALITY. Suffice it to say that I only ever approve people that I actually know.
I may never have a bulletin post with a "1st acct FULL add me up in my 2nd acct ~~~@yahoo.com... blahblahs" not unless i got more than 500 actual friends with accts.
But looking at my "friends" list... *sigh* it does a heart good.
Its probably people like me that'll eventually bankrupt Friendster. =)
_ _ _ _ _ _
Mats,
If ever I die before you do...
I'll save you some trouble...
you could re-use this as your eulogy...
but I want you to at least memorize it...
think of me...
and recite it...
or rather...
sing it...
to the tune of the BEAM song.
or rather...
sing it...
to the tune of the BEAM song.
ROFL!! sadista ako, remember? wahahahaha
---kzs---
---kzs---
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