JOEY.


the man is trying to accustom to a huge change at present. should be back shortly, after i've figured out the vision. my friends who blog too include andrew, darren, eileen, lhc, joeyho, lynette, shufei, serene, sulin, sharon,and yulin.

Friday, August 03, 2007 ,5:50 PM

Dear mdm neo

RE: students of new town secondary school.
attatched are video clips and writeouts reflecting the students of new town secondary school in recent times.

dancing in the neoprint machine.


the transfer of energy.


a day at the escape.


the 4 little chicks.


dance.


www.wesleychui.blogspot.com.
to bren, who gives me joys and pains.

i phoned him.



"hey. what ya doin'?"



"watching tv."



SILENT. perhaps, that's his idiosyncrasy being.



"i did't watch that harry potter..."



again, SILENT.



he's not in a good mood to have a phone chat- i could feel it. and he's definitely not a talkative person, anyway.


"best of luck. bye!" i was mad. but, i felt meaningless to throw my temper at a "non-living thing".

whenever we have a phone chat, i will always experience this thing- as if i'm calling some kind of hotline to find a listening ear. in other words, i am like taking to a ROBOT. he claimed that he doesn't feel comfortable talking on the phone. however, this sounds contradicting- he's almost like the same when we are having a conversation face to face.

god. we have been together for almost four years. i will be graduating this year. and he has one more year to go. it was last year, which i started to bring out this"thing". i told him that our friendship may not LAST.

there's only ONE reason to that-
it's always me who takes INITIATIVE to "hold" on to this friendship.
(FRIENDSHIP IS A TWO WAY TRAFFIC)

anyway, i'm sick of repeating all these. i have no power to control whether he is grounded or whatsoever and all that. furthermore, last year, i had wrote five pages of letter, which summarises everything about our friendship to him. to my disappointment, he didn't appreciate them at all. i can still remember a certain phrase, which he sent me via his cell:

"... stupid letter" fuck it. i was goddamn FUCKING ANGRY and FUCKING HURT.

however, things change as time goes by. i gave in. i PRETENDED such incident never has happened before. FUCK.

the end.

i hate the word- "friendship". IT SUCKS. BELEIVE ME.

brendon & wesley,
friends forever!


please assasinate this being with immediate effect, or at least him send him to counselling, because he wrote 5 pages of letter to summarise his friendship with another equally weird being, but failed to hand up his geography and english essay. thank you.

Yours Truly,
Joey.