I wonder how it feels like to have close friends who could blackmail me with my secrets, but I already have them minus the blackmailing. My buddies (especially Ah Bang) could actually threaten me with my secrets, but they wouldn't just 'cause they're too nice. Although I'm making the above statements, I'm not even sure about them. Some of my friends claimed that I'm too open with people and would reveal my personality as long as they asked whereas some find me too quiet and don't know what's going on in my head most of the time - surreptitious.
Opinions differ from one to another, so I got to admit that I do behave otherwise in front of different people. Just let me waste my thoughts over this for a bit and I'd be done. Okay, I'm done!
I'm beaming with the beliefs and trust of my friends and I have the responsibility of upholding them. It might sound like a large sack being carried by a little boy and the ratio is too overwhelming, but that large sack of understanding is shared by my circle of companions! So there's no need to ever think about that 'sack and boy' analogy again. I'm real proud of them, my friends.
They come in all shapes and different sizes Like Christmas gifts wrapped colourful with lots of surprises. They're chocolate chips and sweet sensations A load full of them and its worth the sacrifices. I can't live without those occasional ecstasy When some of the guys act a bit like sissies And the ladies, that time, behaved like monkeys. I'm thankful for them, my friends, and Cheapskate enough to give them this: