ah. feeling abit free and naggy. so shall blog while eating mochi *grinz*.. one more week and thats the end of my 3 bloody longy mths holidae.

was on the bus yest. tot of something n decide to share with everyone. in life, we all have "mates". soulmate, best mate, classmate, schmate, n jus mates. so what makes someone our soulmate or best mate? issit the no. of hours we spent together? how much we remember about each other? a feeling? how much we know each other? is there A soulmate, A best mate?

as a sociology student. i have to debunk all this shit. we shouldnt classify pple. it doesn make sense. coz they are jus somethings that humans come up with, to make their lives easier. and theres no proper definition to it. jus like love, family, frens. no proper, fixed definition.

obviously, the bus ride wasssssntt that long enuff. so i didnt get to think bout it much.n thereafter, i forgot about this nonsensical tot.

aiman told me that he doesn believe in A/THE best fren. i forgot wat i replied. coz i still duno if i believe. i remember pri sch daes. we used to write in autograph books. my best fren. notice. without the "s". i was always puzzled to see more than one name appearing under that space. n there would be. my best best fren, my best best best fren. such childishness. yet such forthrightness. we dun give a damn if someone treats us as their best fren but we jus treat them as fren nia. priority again. whos first, whos important in ur life? cant we love everyone the same? treat them all as our best frens, or jus mates?

ya. i was glad to find my best fren in pri sch. as years go by, there seems to be more n more best frens. or are they really my best frens?

as u can see. i like to complicate my life. grrr. hate my brain.

saw someones nick and it pains me. - i blame all them bitches who broke my heart. yes, i do.