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09 March 2010

She ...

I have a friend ... that I could never compete with.

She, a sports athlete ...
She, a good socialist ...
She, a school librarian ...
She, a basketball player ...
She, a drummer in her church ...

She learns drums ...
She learns violin ...
She learns keyboard, once ...

She runs ...
She sings ...
She plays music ...
She participates in things ...

She has crushes ...
She has admires ...
She has her ex-boyfriends ...

She took her place, in front of me ...
She took her away, she's nice to chat with ...
She took everyone, like she had known them longer ...

She treated them nice ...
She fools around with them ...
She helped them with their works ...
While she never, ever would do the same to me ...

She hums ...
She sings in class ...
And yet I was not allowed that ...
'You're too loud,' she says ...
... am I deaf then?

She likes English artists ...
David Archuleta, David Cook, Chris Allen ...
She knows them all ... and I know none.
'Google them. Listen to their songs. You're out-dated if u don't even know them,' she says ...
'No thank you, I don't wanna listen,' I says.
She continues to argue with me ...

She despise my taste of music ...
She says, 'Only 10% of the school likes the same as u.'
'We're special,' I says.
'Whatever I'm not interested,' she says ...
... that's the point, I'm not interested in your English cultures, juz as you're not interested in my Korean stuffs ...
... don't you get it?

I don't want anything from her ...
Not her looks ...
Not her drum skills ...
Not her boyfriends n ex-es ...

I juz want my friends back ...
Janice, Jin Yuen, the ones that were stolen away ...
I juz want them back ...
Can I?

I hope she would have a good journey to Australia next year when she's emigrating ...
I will miss her ... I probably will ... Most probably not.

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