My mum just called me a "child" and "immature".
I didn't like how some of our neighbours were coercing us into organizing things and I admittedly, cryptically said something nasty on facebook. 
I wanted to tell them in an indirect manner they were hardly being the "nice, friendly" people they keep making themselves out to be.
My parents told me to delete them and frowned upon my actions.
They said we needed "friends" or rather scumbags, no matter how fake or ingenuine they were; and it was the whole "politics" of "i scratch your back, you scratch mine".
I find this analogy rather fitting, because we are actually behaving like animals, or perhaps even worse than them.
Animals don't lie. They don't cheat others or lie or use others other for personal gains. They don't play games of false pretenses. In fact they are extremely honest and direct - they protect who they love and are mercenary to their enemies. 
In the human world, your actual enemies can be your "friends" which I find so wonderfully ironic.
My mother told me I had to "learn to play the game" since everyone has favourites, which is a sad fact of life.
However, I dislike that this is actually going against what my parents taught me.
They wanted me to be true to myself, and find friends that actually love and appreciate me, genuine ones and not bitches who will backstab me and make me cry. 
It is because of these values, I actually managed to find quite a few people who enjoy my company, people I can even trust my life with. I'm happy to spend my time with them, and as cheesy as it sounds, friendship is truly one of life's joys. I have people I can rely on, people who won't back out on me.
I know it's naive to be so honest with one's feelings but I can't help but think that all adults happen to hypocrites, and that sadly, I'll probably turn into as one of them as well.

The last time I posted here was 6 months ago.
I guess I have no patience for text posts anymore or I'm just sick of myself complaining.
It's kind of embarrassing to re-read my trite posts which truly sound fucking annoying.
And I finally know who are the two male models in the very homoerotic userpic I'm using now. 
Maybe this signals my progress in my knowledge of the fashion industry. 
I'm listening to songs from 2007, they actually sound better than most of the songs on the radio now. 
It's funny how a few years can change everything. 
I remember then in 2007 Shia LaBeouf was only 21 and he was the 'It Boy' of Hollywood (thanks to Transformers) and now he's just a hobo-like mess.
I read some text on tumblr where true friends are people that come back to you no matter what.
Be it time or distance that separates you and them, they'll eventually find their way back to you.
And these are the people that you don't really expect to do so. 
Maybe that's the point of having an open mind.

So I am back from the Motherland Britain, with a fever,cough,cold and loads of mucus and phlegm.
But it was not due to the trip, it was because of the old Emirates plane I sat on I think. 
It kind of sucks to be back in reality, after 11 days of being in a tumblr-worthy setting. 
It's hot and humid, not sunny and cooling. 
Just by doing nothing, I can work out a good sweat.
Even by sitting in the living room I already feel stuffy and can't take the heat. 
How I wish Singapore was just a few degrees cooler with more wind. 
Then perhaps, my life would be complete. 

He brought a smile to my face, no shit!

My favourite contestant in American Idol so far.
How could people have hated him in high school? 
I bet they were just jealous of his fucking awesome voice.