The day after my birthday... I would say I wish it was a normal day.... because...... IT WAS!!! Other than having some well wishes from friends and family, and a small lunch with friends who didn't know that it was my birthday, NOTHING HAPPENED!!!
I guess it was my fault. I didn't plan anything. But, all I wanted though was dinner with my close friends. Share the time laughing and talking. Share war stories, and good times..
Or maybe I want more. I think I did in a way. I just was settling for the least. But even then, I didn't get it.
I guess I'm bitter... Waaaaait... I know I'm bitter. How else would you explain me being cold to everyone past 10pm til today, (the day I'm going back to Miri-lah)?? Make sense though. In my emotional instability, I decided not to really trust most of my so called "friends" in KL to keep anything. I'm not important to them. Likewise I guess. They have lives outside of my own. And I'm not priority. But somehow, some of them could still be there for me. Definitely treasured friends. The through thick or thin kind of friends. And they really don't gain anything from our friendship pun. At the most is my same respect for them, and ability to help them as much as they've helped me. I'm truly in debt to these people. And when I count my blessings, they're up there. For being friends I can count on. My search for true friends is long process. Even amongst my many friends, it's the gems that I appreciate in the end. And I should remember that.

Okay... self healing time. In the end, I shouldn't be bitter about the passerby friends, but be thankful for the steadfast ones. :) Atashi ureshi!!