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Syahrul Naem Bin Jailani
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Aspiring Architect/Fashion Designer
I just want to make my parents proud, that's all.

10 January 2010 | 12:17:00 AM
one less lonely

I did a little catch-up with my JC friends and I discovered how different our lives turned out to be after we graduated. Each one of us are busy with our own preoccupations and there's so much going on right now that there's just too much to update each other on. I guess we didn't even get to say what we intended to say for time beats us.

I can safely say that my close friends are mostly happily attached, or so I hope they are. Sure, I share their joys. Listening to their stories and how they try to solve their problems are interesting, or rather food for thought. I don't really mind them talking about their own relationships, just that sometimes it feels a bit lonely when I'm out with them.

But it irks me (somewhat) that they don't treasure their lovers as much as I would like them to. Once lost, we lose it forever and I don't see why we should take any chances with that. They don't know how lucky they are to have someone to fall back on in times of need. If I could only see them through this, I'm sure they'll understand because I do.

If tears were made of diamonds, i would have made a precious jewel with your name engraved on it. Forgive me.