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so my lunch hour is over. so kill me! hahaha...

Today I read in a friend's blog where he says, there're friends and there're friends.

Friends = can meet anytime, even just for coffee, etc. or nothing important.

Friends = must have reason, eg, birthday, gathering once a year, etc.

And I realise... that is so true. Being the worry wart I am... Immediate reaction. Start thinking.. do i meet him for boliao reason, so that I can fall under cat A... and not the acquaintance sorta friend, which is like cat B. Then... figures.. probably a cross between the Two. Cat AB.

For my friends, most pple are AB, some are A... and few are B. Meaning - if you're reading this, you're A. hahaha. B is really a category for pple that I dun particularly like, dun have their hp nos. (i.e. I will del it out of my phonebook the moment there is NO real need to contact you) and see only cuz there was once something really distant common ground. Like. Eg. We stayed in the same hall/block. But we're not good friends cus 8 characters clash or I dun like you.

I am simple. I dun "dun like" most pple. I am not picky about friends. Had a lecture once by another person. About how.. having friends who are not really friends are a waste of time. But to me, hey.. friends are friends. You're picky, and others will be picky. then.. what kind of an elitist friendship is that? But hey, I'm still glad to be in her list of elite friends haha...

not making sense now rite? Cuz after lunch syndrome is setting in. I need.. coffee.. and sleep... (not necessarily in that order). Olympics is bad for health. I keep delaying my sleeping time.. just cuz i wanna see the highlights of ALL the sports! haha.. doesn't even matter if I play it or not, if I understand it or not. I am just in awe of the sporting achievements of these pple. Think of the talent they possess, think of the sacrifices they've made, think of the injuries they carry... (no, i am not talking about bloody team usa. they should all just piss off). Phelps LOST! MUAHAHA... LOSER!!! check out the sickly greenish yellow colour i chose to represent that. (Add: must imagine me making that loser sign to him too, ge kiang, boast that you will get 8 gold medals right? piss off... STUPID bloody americans... they think they rule the world, but they're all just dickheads.)

Oh change topic. I've decided that I should try to be fair. I shall only be racist towards the bloody americans. Not bad rite? That's an improvement! Muahahah!! I still dun like caucasions, but I will try to keep a civil tongue towards them, unless they cross my path, and get in my way, or irritate me.. :)