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Saturday, August 1, 2009
Ex-Friends Stalking Now
FUCKING EMO.

Still doing intensive research on all the people whom are now no longer in my life. Now it's old friends instead, and I feel so sad. Knowing that though it's only a high school enmity, it will never be resolved and years passed will not make a difference. Knowing that these enemies I've made are enemies for LIFE.

Been reading an ex-friend's blog and still doesn't understand our falling out. Been Googling for the best friend I have ever ever had, and wondering WHY?!

It's so long ago that I will share the story. Say this friend is Jill, and she has a boyfriend cum stepbrother called Edward. (it's complicated). She went to visit him and her dad in Bintulu.

So I message Jill: Hey i love u and miss u so much!! come back to kuching soon ok!

She didn't respond for days. Finally I found out via a friend that Edward had read the message and scolded her. Wtf. Can't he tell the difference between a girlfriend telling another girlfriend she loves her? My name is Ena, feminine enough?

I called her and messaged her. She gave me a ton of bullshit. I got friging upset and told her, your tupid boyfriend should have known I was a girl lah!

That sealed it. She told me to get out of her life forever. I called her and messaged her everyday for 8 months. On her birthday I still message her. One day I received a message:

If you want me to forgive you, please never ever contact me again.

I didn't till last year I guess. Then I received a message from a Malay stranger that Jill had sold her number to him via her aunt. Later I found out she had migrated with her mum to Bintulu.

A sad sad story. My sickoness made me remember her. Now, let me resume my sickoness and use the Internet to stalk more people.

CUPcAke!

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