Tachikawa NO JIRETTAI BURO-GU!

You called me again. Yes, again. I’m sorry dear, I don’t answer to you anymore. Didn’t you forget? Nahhhhh you couldn’t have. I mean like, you have people informing you what I am doing on my blog and facebook? I mean like, wow. How awesome is that? hahaha. Oh wait. But could it be? There isn’t anyone else but you who’s been so obsessed with removing any traces of yourself off my (past) life, and those of your friends. Oh, wait. EX friends. Sorry, I forgot.

No, but seriously right, wtf? My blog post was to close my 10month long train of thought. And yes, unlike YOU, I don’t drop everything as if one and a half years was nothing. My views of what happened was how I saw it. Unless I see or hear something that explains otherwise (and makes sense at the same time), my perspective won’t change.

To start (and end) it off, and to succinctly put how it happened: You (did/intend to) cut of ties with people both of us knew, and I found that … how do I put it, awfully mature of you? Oh, and even more mature of you to intend to cut of ties with people which you currently (not for long) know and I so happen to meet and make acquaintance. Or at least that was what you said on the phone just now. I don’t have a right to dictate what you do in your, and neither do you for mine. So go ahead and carry on whatever you’re doing. I have my perspectives, you have yours. Oh, and for the record, I think its utter bollocks that you didn’t know how to contact them. Or even the other absurd reason..what was it again? they didn’t do enough for you? Oh. My. God. Seriously? YOUR. BEST. FRIENDS. ?

Enough is enough, I’ve wasted my 15 minutes talking to you just now. And a further 30 on this blog post. This shall be my last reply. My stand stays: My past is my past. You want to erase your past, go ahead. I know I won’t, because unlike you, I respect mine. It makes me who I am today. And you, of all people, shall not, and will not ever shatter this belief I hold.

Oh, and don’t worry. You can carry on cutting off ties. I won’t stop making friends with people from YJC. Or Hougang Sec, or whatever school/workplace/ you were/am/are going to be from, just because you tell me to. Who do you think you are?

Go back into your own little shell like you always do.

I’ve made my peace. Maybe you should too.