tale of a sisterhood.

in a way im very envious of the sisterhood of the travelling pants.

i wish that i have something like that to keep for myself.

its not about the jeans. but the friendship itself.

i mean how often do u find friends that had known each other all their lives but suddenly realising that they have to go on seperate ways. despite of that still makes a huge effort to be there for each other and stay connected to each other..

eventhough its the jeans that keeps them together.

in a way, im like them.

i am one of the few that have went seperate ways from my loved ones.

i am however a very sentimental person who finds leaving what i used to had a very hard thing to do.

but. unlike them. i do not have such luck to have such friends.

i do not have such friends that tries to be there for u in anyway they can.

or even makes the effort to know about the lastest happenings.

it really depresses me sometime.

i see myself keep holding on to my past but its slowly slipping away from me.

in return i find myself having nothing to fall back to.

that im on my own no matter what.

as i have absolutely no one to depend on.

i really wish.

that i have someone to fall back to. someone that i know is forever mine. someone that i know is there for me to share my everything. someone to tell me what to do when im lost. someone to love me on my most miserable days (almost everyday).

sometimes i feel that im asking too much.

or im thinking too much.

so probably this holiday. i'll be hiring the sisterhood of travelling pants 1&2 to watch.

and maybe imagining myself as one of them.

as it is the closest i can get.