This is it. The last day of november. Please be good to me december. I hope god grants my wish and gives me safe year ahead. Hopefully no more being stabbed in the back. Hopefully no heartbreak.
There’s never really one thing that a person can define themselves by. What you identify as does not necessarily have any significance in life. No one wants to know who you are, just what they can get from you.
For some people, they have a tight-knit family of friends. For others, their biological family are the same people that they have close relationships with. For me, it was never a choice. I’m just someone you whatsapp whenever you need someone for a task however menial it might be. “He’s not good for much, but there’s no harm asking,”
If people respect your time, that’s actually a rare privilege. Not everyone enjoys that. I’ve always checked my e-mails. If you feel that this blog is too lengthy to read, you can always e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org cause I always have been available by that method. And others, such as WeChat, Oovoo, KakaoTalk, Tango and LINE all by the same username, azreen1234. But of course e-mailing me is best for those who don’t have a twitter account or any of the above. If you’re not interested in me it doesn’t mean that i’m not interesting.
Maybe i’m just destined to be alone. It sure feels like the whole world has moved on without me.