Having indigestion again due to some oily Chinese, sigh...
I have this friend(s) who is awfully judgmental, of me. For things that I'm doing, friends that I'm hanging out with, places that I go and people that I see. Who are you to judge me, when your life is none other than dreary? Who are you to judge me when your own happiness is in the hand of another woman? Who are you to judge me when you are not very much liked by people around?
Not only that, this friend(s) doesn't even has the guts to speak to me about it. Instead, blithering behind my back was what this not-so-little friend of mine did. Oh please, I've got a good pillow (thanks to the ex from hell) that doesn't give me a stiff neck, hence, I am capable of turning my head and watch the action behind my back *roll eyes*
I don't hate this friend(s), I know this friend(s) is a good people. But do you have to be that judgmental? I mean, this is my life, I live it and I love it. Don't pretend that you're concerned because I do not know how to appreciate it.
Maybe I'm now being judgmental, judging you on judging me.
p.s. all of you out there, give up asking me who this person is, this is one that I will not tell, I can't.
Sun is up, bed time...