Ever since my adolescent years, I've hardly ever traverse frivolantly amongst social circles, nor made myself indispensable to any people. I just picked the lesser of the two evils.

I've never really made myself belong to any particular group. There are people out there whom have since made a sort of social pact that these are the people whom have gone through thick and thin with them, have known them inside out, known their inner most tragedies and episodes of forelorn love or hate - things we often take for granted time to time. I envy them.

I've since made my peace that I am not that important to anyone. Because people forget. And it's not even their fault. It's just human nature. It is a known fact.

As I transcend the different phases of life, I realise that the numbers just dwindle. And I can live with that. I am just glad that there are those whom are always there when you need them. Cliche it might sound but suffice to say, thankfully, that too, is also a fact of life.

Thanks guys, for being here. All the time. (Most of the time anyway.)

(I hope I'm not taking too much credit. Cos I'll kill myself if I did. But then, who cares?!)