Hello. I realized it has been a really long time since I poured my heart out in this space, but really I haven't got the time. Summer semester just commenced and boy, I am exhausted already. It's only the third week of the semester. 4 more weeks left. 6 more weeks until he comes home. 

For today's post, I want to let myself know how proud I am to have come so far. To have changed so much, and for the better. If anyone knew me way back then, you should know that I enjoy going out, socializing, and any chance I have to leave the house, I would. I wasn't shy to be around people. I was loud, bold, and I was an extroverted person. Was. 

I'm not sure how to draw the line between growing up & gaining maturity with changing to become a better person. It could be both. 

After everything that has happened in college, all the dramas, blood, sweat and tears, I guess I've finally come to terms with life, and every obstacles that Life decided to throw at my face. 

Perhaps I'll look back at this several years later, just to remind myself of what a tough young lady I was.

First of all, I wanna thank you and your shitty attitude for making me change into who I am today. Thank you for giving me the crappiest moments all through in college. Thank you for coming up with silly rumours like how I told my friends not to talk to my ex-boyfriend after we broke up. Or that time when you told people I stole your style. Or maybe that time in Singapore, how you treated me like trash. You never once looked at my face. Your replies to me were cold, on top of that you also didn't even want to look at me. It seems like as though I stole your boyfriend away, or killed your brother, which I did none of them. Thank you for constantly trying to drag me into your pathetic dramas you created yourself. Thank you for always, always trying your uttermost best when it comes to making me look bad. 

Congratulations, you have succeeded in what you thought was ruining my life, but instead you've taught me so much about patience, tolerance and humbleness. 

I may not (or ever) be the nicest person anyone would come across with, but I stand here today, feeling proud that I am nothing close to being someone like you. I was never a patient, what more a tolerant person. I could always be the bigger bitch and retaliate to every single crap you throw at my face, but I don't. I persevere. I allow people to think so low of me after getting brainwashed by you, but it's okay. That doesn't justify you right. It doesn't make you any better as a person. In fact, you've proven to me that those people are not worth my time, and they are probably just like you. In other words, you taught me how to pick my friends properly. I also don't see the need to explain myself to prove me innocent. What for? Just because I let everything in, it doesn't prove me wrong. If people want to know the truth, they'll ask. I don't see the need for me to constantly throw explanations and gossips around to prove that I am innocent.

Also, I don't have to buy and bribe my way into getting friends like cooking them food, driving them around & most importantly constantly supplying them with ENDLESS gossips, rumours and starting propagandas to bring someone down. I may not have many friends/cliques/gangs like you do, but I am contented with what and who I am.

Thank you for teaching me how to become a (slightly) good person because really, I have never met someone with a more evil heart ; none other than yours.