Nobody's there.

You could be screaming your head off with joy amongst a sea of bobbing heads, and no one gives you a second glance.

You don't really care, cos the very incident that sparked that behaviour meant the world to you, something you worked so hard for, for far too long and far too hard.

This part of my life...this tiny part right here, I call it "happyness".

Yes, spelt with a 'y', just cos...I like it so.

With all those unpleasantness drifting out of my system, all's good once again. Sometimes, playing by the rules and roles we ought to be in is so much healthier.

To my dear friends who are going through a bad patch right now, stay firm and stick it out.

I'm here. Anytime and anywhere. Just think of how you can laugh all these off once its over, and that very moment is just round the next corner, or perhaps 2 more corners, but it is there. It really is.

To the girl we hold so dear...

Perhaps, we're all out of your system now, but there's a tiny part of you that wants it all to come back. At least, that's what I'd like to think. We grew up together, we grew up fine. Yet, for so long, you've been there and we've been here. Are we never going to take that step out? Are we just hanging around in our spaces?

I have no idea what and how much my words or our words mean to you right now. With every gathering, a glimpse of hope hangs in the air that you'll be there. Have we gotten used to your absence? I guess so.

Have we given up on having you around? No we haven't and we won't.

The short bitching session felt like you never left. You said you'd come but you didn't, but it's okay.

Just holler whenever you need us, all right babe? Love ya.