Short post.

Simple to say.

I feel like shit.

Bye.

Quick post here. Question for those who actually read.

What are you?

Somehow..?

Before I rant again, just a quick shout out to Lin You Yi.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!

Alright. Moving on. Topic for the day is.

Friendship

What do we call a true friend? Someone who we can talk with easily? Someone who helps you when you're down? Someone who tries their best to be there for you when you need it? Someone who gives you advice when you're lost? Okay okay. How does this sound? Someone who goes with you into a crazy plan when they can't convince you not to do it, sits beside you in jail when both of you are caught, busts you out of prison and goes on with another of your crazy plans? Sounds like my kinda bestfriend. ♥~

Now. My bestfriends are people who not only don't mind going along with my crazy plans, they COME UP with their own crazy plans that I don't mind following. We stand by each other and be there when one of us falls. We do what we can to make the day better and we never ever back-stab each other. Okay, okay, at this point, there's going to be some mindless fuckwit who thinks, 'Bullshit! This guy's typing fucking nonsense! No one has ever not back-stabbed someone!' Oh please. I never said I never back-stabbed someone. I said I never back-stab my bestfriends. I've been in the BS business since I was 8!

Friends are a dime a dozen, perhaps a dozen too many. Hell, I can call many people a friend, but for a bestfriend, well. I only have two hands to count them with. But a pity, I won't list them here. Why? I'm not letting stupid shits stir up trouble with them. But too have the ones I have, I feel blessed. Some people ask what I live for. I live for myself and my friends. Also, Some people say I'm not human. If I'm not human, I'm just alive. That's all.

I'm cutting this post short due to unforeseen circumstances. But that's pretty much what I wanna say, summarized. Peace! :D ♥

Those little things in life.

We all live by something. Something that means a lot to us. It could be words, a feeling, someone. For someone like me. I live by 3 simple words.

Honor. Friends. Family.

I'm a simple person. Don't do anything that disgraces yourself, your friends or your family. Stick by this simple rule and everything will simply be fine! But there's always that one person who does something so fucking stupid or even worse, pokes his/her nose into matters that don't concern them. If that isn't bad enough, they fuck up so badly, they actually cause people more frustration and pain than be a help. And that brings me to my two topics of the day. My first topic of this post is,

Lies.

Alright, I'll be honest. I'm no saint. And I have lied. IN FACT! I would say that everyone has lied AT LEAST once in their lifetime. The one who says he/she has never told a lie is the greatest liar of them all.  This is a fact. And I think we are all aware of that. But dislike being lied to. I dislike liars. And this includes myself. YES. I don't hate people. I just have a slight dislike for them. Because it's hard to tell what's the difference when some is telling the truth and when someone is telling a lie. Or so you think. It's simple to tell if someone is lying. But to see through a lie, we have to be sharp. Watch the person's body language. Let's have a simple scenario. Say, you're talking to your best friend. And you ask that friend about an item that you've lent him. However, he/she lost it and out of panic, the person says "Someone stole it!" or "Oh. It slipped my mind. I'll return to you next time we meet."

Wow. Genius. But like the wise men say. It takes a bigger lie to cover another. So as the days pass, your friend tries harder and harder to cover up his/her act and at some point, the excuse given is just completely ridiculous. And at this point, all hell breaks loose, the friendship turns sour and enmity is born. Why? It all started with a lie. Amazing, isn't it? What could have prevented this situation? If he/she simply told the TRUTH. Let's face it. Lying is wrong. Even if it's a white lie. And we all lie. But it doesn't mean can't STOP lying. After all, the ability to adapt and change is what makes us human right?

My second topic is something I have always esteemed. It's something we make. And we either keep it or forget it. If you're smarter than a monkey, you would've figured out what my second topic was gonna be. If you haven't, you're in need of some serious medical attention. Alright, enough sidetracking. My second topic for the day. Or night, as it seems is

Promises.

Well, you're probably wondering why I esteem promises. Simple. Because it's the ONLY oral contract(in a sense) that humans either fulfill or forget. Since an incident about five(?) months ago, I have tried to keep the promises I make. I sound like a hypocrite since I know damn well I never really bothered back then. But if you can read. The keyword here is, "back then". But you all know it right? I hope so. Anyway, personally, I make promises to people I care about or love. As long as they mean something to me or play a big role in my life. If I promise to do something, I will do my best to fulfill it. No matter what. I have to honor my promise. If you ask me, I would say that it's a.. Life's resolution?

The promises that mean a lot to me are made through one way only. Maybe some might find the phrase familiar because I've said it quite a few times. My one and only contract that I will keep, even if my life depended on it. Pinky Promise. Why, you might be wondering? A pinky promise is made by those of close relations and of much importance. I've made 3 pinky promises through my seventeen years of life and I'm still keeping them. If you're reading this and you're wondering about it or if I still remember, yeah. I still remember. And I still am keeping them. Something I have learned with the passing of time, is this.

Promises are n e v e r broken. Just.. F.o.r.g.o.t.t.e.n..