Forming A Cliche!

Happy St Patrick's Day, fellas!

It's a worldwide festival where people will gather to drink!

I participated this event last year, unfortunately, this year something came out and I need to prepare for the interview next day. My friends were rocking on the stage in One U while I was trying to memorize all the you-must-know information in my room. Got sms from friends, FB messages inviting me to the event, sigh, I have to missed this so that I wouldn't regret if I failed for the interview because I was bloody having fun drinking beer with friends!

We missed many things in life, don't you?

I always tell myself that I can regain it in the future, it makes me feel better but as time flies, I realized that I can't turn back the time as I wish.

#1 : I was tragically fell sick the day after my dog passed away, and I missed the family reunion dinner with my relatives.

#2 : I missed most of the movie session with college mates because I was conducting events in college and never-ending-meetings occupied my schedule.

#3 : I always absent from night-clubs-hangover because I hate the smoke and poor PA system. Most importantly, I feel like an outsider when they have their insider jokes and I am so puzzled when they laughed.

Apparently, because of my 100% absence, I am not invited anymore to join the hangover-group, (like I care!) and I am still with my #Havocgang.

So, I met this bunch of people who actually invited me few times for a gathering in one of the night club in Kuala Lumpur. Finally, after few attempts, I promised that I will be there waiting for them.

At 10PM sharp, they've reached. After a short while sitting at the side, we danced on the dance floor. One of them wanted to chit chat so I decided to accompany him since we both scored D in dancing.

He started showing off how rich he is, what car he drives, and the funniest thing that he told me that he was graduated from a rich college. He was hoping me to ask questions, I was reluctantly tried to entertain him, so I asked for the name of the college. He told me it's Taylor's College. I stunned awhile, I was speechless. WTH? Taylor's?

He then told me he has girlfriend, she's a mixed of Philipino and Chinese and she is damn pretty and sexy. As a proof, I asked him to show me her picture and OMFG, she is more fleshy than my sisters but uglier. He loves her so much and financially support her when she had her shopping trips to Europe countries for 6 months.

Obviously that he has to be filthy rich to sponsor for the shopping trip, right or not? I was so curious and asked how much did he paid for the trip. Please bare in mind that I am not being busy-body, if he wants to share his stories with a stranger like me, I must show my interest in the topic to show my basic respects, agree?

And his answer was RM6000 per month.

What a liar! I bet his salary is less than RM3K a month, and I never seen him drive other cars but Proton Satria, he doesn't even have a proper jeans.

He can be one of the rich kids in town, so what? He is freaking 26 years and still rely on family's fortune? Well, I did not intended to comment on his richness because I am nobody to critic it. Let it be if he wants to show off in front of me, perhaps to him, I am just another girl that seen easily on the street, a girl that can come towards him just a snap of fingers.

So, my ears were abused brutally by his lies, I hope that he can stop before I lose my temper and bang his head on the table. Luckily, one of the girls came back from the dance floor for a drink. The conversation ended in silence. After few hours, they decided to go home.

The bills came but none of them afford to pay for the full amount. One of the guys asked if this show-off guy can pay for them first. I was waiting anxiously to see what his reaction.

He then told us that he did not bring so much cash. I was thrilled because it proven that he is not that rich after all. To be frank, I only brought my ID, a RM50 note and a credit card with me that night. The waitress was waiting impatiently and I felt disgraced, was thinking what a bunch of losers and I am so half-loser because of them! I am not intended to use my credit card unless emergency. I considered this as the emergency and I reluctantly pull out the card from my purse.

After we walked out from the club, I gave them my account number and told them to bank in the amount the next morning. One of the guys actually got on my nerve when he said why not I just treat them since I have a Gold Card. Fuck them thousands times! Who are you you think you are? You are nameless and I named you big time loser, understand? This bunch of wannabes so fancy about clubbing why not they just ask money from their parents since they are rich kids (as if they are!).

If I could turn back the time, I will kill them before I was embarrassed in the night club. I will not attend the stupid gathering again! Let all the wannabes form a clan named Maximum Stupidity and show off all they wanted!

As such, I realized that same type of people will only form a clan together. It's so horrible when you are bullied by this wannabe-girlclan in school but in the same time, if you have a cliche on your own, you feel that you are powerful enough to bring down the concrete wall. Mine is #Havocgang, we make havoc in school and proud of it. It happened during my secondary school, pilot training and college studies. I think create havoc is in my blood and I enjoy doing it. I don't mind to be someone's pain the ass because it's my entertainment and my gang is so good in doing it.

As time flies, from secondary school to college studies, my members from #Havocgang had changed and at this stage, all are men but myself. This is the little flaw as what I seen. The bright side of mingle with guys is I know their thoughts. Despite from the dirty-minded issues, guys sometimes are so sentimental and caring compared to girls. The best thing about making friends with guys is they seldom jealous and less gossip. I love gossip and manipulations, they will help me, on top of that, they are really efficient and smarter.

I have words about making friends with girls. Some of them are so fragile and you can't make jokes out of them. If you did, they'll tell you that it's fine but they will definitely back stab you thousand times to ease their mentally pain. Girls have moods. It's unpredictable and unacceptable. Princess wannabes want everyone to treat them like a baby princess, I hate it when they call everyone dear. I can't make friends with such person, firstly, I am not from any charity organization for child care, or baby sister! A friendship bonding should be in this form :

Friends = Friends;

But not like the form below :

Kuli = Princess

I know such princess wannabes will never change their annoying attitudes unless hell freezes. Sometimes, I admit that I am demanding but I am way better than please-caress-me-like-a-kitty-miaow. Do you really think this kind of girls are good inside? Most of them are the Master of Puppets. They show you the kawaii face, soft-spoken, good hair, perfect make up and slowly pull you down, and snap!! You are trapped and now you are one of their Kuli-s. They want teddy bears from you, but in your heart, teddy bear means alot and you don't give it out easily. But they still want it, do you think your feelings really matter to them?

Undeniable that soft-spoken and pretty faces always at the top list of men-wanted. Same goes to six-packs and good looking guys always my dish in my plate. Can we really stand strong and tell the world we are just friends? For me, certainly that I have two-hearts on this issue. The angel me will say oh-we-are-best-friends, the devil me will say oh-come-to-me-baby! I know making new friends is one of the basic needs nowadays, look at the numbers of see-all-friends in Facebook, it grows rapidly! In my humble opinion, making friends isn't easy. It's not that easy as we seen in the surface. It's a knowledge and you learn it from time to time. Tell me if you regretted knowing someone or you regret not to take the first step to know this person?

Let me tell ya. I failed in this subject called friendship. I will break the bonding without thinking if I found out that he, as my normal friend actually admiring me. I know I am a jerk and I shouldn't break his heart. I will stop contacting this girl if I found out that she back stab me without thinking what's her reason. I failed it so many times and at this time, I shall regain the knowledge and learn to appreciate every single friends I have in my life.

LOVE.OUR.FRIENDS.