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Charmaine, 14. Kranji Secondary School. I'm awkward and panicky. Oh &, I like to bake.
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Bestfriend, why?
Thursday, June 24, 2010

Hello there, bestfriend.
I have to admit that I have changed. Alot.
And I'm sorry, about a million times. I'm serious.
And it really kills me to see you change.
If you are going to, please just tell me beforehand.
I need to get myself mentally prepared.
To just forget all the memories we had together.
So that I can start a new bestfriendship with you, and accept the new you.
'Cause now, I'm not taking things very well.

Oh screw this, who doesn't change.
I shouldn't even be acting like this, I'm in secondary school now.
I'm supposed to just live everyday like it goes and just take whatever I have.
Even if I don't like it.
I don't know if you know who you are, but if you still know me well enough, you would.
If you do know who you are yourself, I'm sorry to let you know how I feel about all this.
I'm not going to ask you to change, but just to teach me how to accept the new you.
I'm not used to talking to the new you, joking with you new you, bitching about others with the new you.
I'm not quite ready to say goodbye to you.
I'm not prepared to call you Ex'bestfriend just yet.

I really am not.