*Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive. ~Anäis Nin*


I wanted to be model for some magazines and i dont think i have what it takes. I wasnt sure why i chose model but what i know it brings out the real me. Well, i guess not my fate? Asked yourselves, who dont like to be dolled up and look so beautiful? People took photo of you with the posing you give them, expression of your eyes and face. I really loved it!

Being so popular and people always surrounded by him/her what is the feeling? Im not that type of person but what i know i am the average girl who is totally down to earth. I can be hyper at times and can be surrounded with people but with one condition, not the one who always like to talk back about people who you dont even know. That's bad. I dont mind listening to gossip about the way they style because i think we could learnt something from it.

I bring out this topic because i saw my childhood friend who i used to be her have gone so high and far. Pictures of her in the magazines, the personality that she had and the beauty that people will always praised really make me jealous but not soo jealous until i hate her. Im glad that shes doing fine. Sometimes when i saw her outside, we could only smile whereas i know she still remembered us running along the corridor with pampers when we were young.

Will friendship last that long and is there such thing called BFF? How many times have my "wonderful" friends treated me that well? Sometimes everything remain silence and gone far far away...

Popular, beauty and glamour sometimes caused pain to friendship....