Last week, I fell sick and I actually missed a day of exam. Yup, I can see all the red marks all over my paper. Well, I got a flu...and thank god, it wasn't the influenza A(H1N1)! Anyway, I want to thank those who cared about me to bother to give me a call.
That was so sweet.
To be honest, this is the first time, anyone actually bothered if I was sick or not...so I feel a little touched. I've only been with these friends for a year and a half and yet, they treat me so nice and they're the only people can go wack with.
Yea, it's hard to believe that my friends that I had 3 years friendship with doesn't care about me. Unbelievable, isn't it?
I mean, 2 years ago, I sprained my ankle. I couldn't really walk...I was limping at the speed of a tortoise. Nobody cared for me! Yea, where were you, Rena? Where were you, Lia? Yea, you guys didn't really care, did you?
Rena could still talk about her favourite TV show and she kept telling to walk faster. Yup...
Lia...she was with me when I fell and sprained my ankle but she didn't help me up. I helped myself up by grabbing the chair.
...The one that actually helped me was my delusional history teacher. She was nice enough to ask how I was and to help me walk. My history teacher helps me not my friends. Wow...how mindblowing.
*sigh* Well, I guess that's life. We have good friends and mean friends.
My advice...get good friends and stick to them because mean friends just stab you in the back.