A Fren Tats nt Needed VS Bondin of Classmates...

lOl...
longtime din update blog adi...
coz lazy?
coz no feelin to write?
i oso dun knw...

i would like to tel a story:
A Fren Tats Nt Needed...

from the beginin,
i adi knw tats i jz a passerby in tis ppl life,
tis ppl is the user,
i'm the s2pid tool...

who am i to him?
b4 hand,
i jz hav 3 of my best frenz (al gals)
i would like to hav a buddy in my life,
start from secondary skul,
bt...

instead,
lies many time i stil belif,
care of this buddy felins,
bt when tis ppl care of mine feelins?
none...
al the actions,
signals,
in fact,
jz usin me...

al my frenz told me nt to trus,
i stil din care,
who am i to tis 'buddy'?
NObody...

i heard of tat:
i'm the tool,
finis used,
no more value,
no more function,
a worn tool,
the end--jz leave...

4 years i knw tis ppl,
although,
ther r many problem between us,
i stil cum bac to tis buddy,
bt nw,
i knw,
we totaly different...

i feel cold when c tis ppl,
purposely prevent from havin contac wiz tis ppl,
we met...
like a passer-by...

lOl...
talk bac al my frenz,
3 best frenz,
nevertheless,
my heart bond tight wiz them...

5S1...
the most enjoy year wiz them,
the most enjoyable clas since secondary skul start,
b4,
i dun knw wat feelin of farewel,
bt nw,
nt yt reac the farewel time,
i adi fel so heavy...
pj wiz u al is the most happy,
most memorable memory wiz u al...
thx u al,

i seldom go pj,
almost not more than 10 times in a year,
i never like footbal,
bt the most memorable game wiz u al is footbal,
u al teac me hw to reali relax,
study together,
share story...
i fel the bondin of our soul nw...
the 5S1 spirit...

lets work hard together,
strike in exam,
our dreams,
our reality...