Friend or FoeLast weekend, the newspaper published an article of the rising trend youngsters have these days. Apparently, the latest hobby is collecting ‘friends’ in popular websites online.
The story featured 2 young ladies, the elder of which had protruding ears looked like some mutant chink mickey mouse (I’m so sorry Walt) And the younger one, well, let’s just put it as she had a face that would plant her squarely onto the streets of Geylang on a late night, under super dim light.
Between the 2 ladies, they alleged that they had something like 16 thousand friends among their multiple accounts in Friendster, My Space etc. And they even had the cheek to say that people are attracted to their profile/site because of their pretty pictures.
The story featured 2 young ladies, the elder of which had protruding ears looked like some mutant chink mickey mouse (I’m so sorry Walt) And the younger one, well, let’s just put it as she had a face that would plant her squarely onto the streets of Geylang on a late night, under super dim light.
Between the 2 ladies, they alleged that they had something like 16 thousand friends among their multiple accounts in Friendster, My Space etc. And they even had the cheek to say that people are attracted to their profile/site because of their pretty pictures.
Please! PUKES.
However, I understand that beauty lies in the eye of beholder, and yes, it’s applicable even you’re staring at your own reflection (blind) with a hefty dose of ego.
I pity those ladies. Not only for their lack of reality (with regards to their definition of ‘pretty’), but more so for their superficial outlook on friendship. To them, the numbers of people that tag them (or vice versa) as friends are more important compared to cultivating real, positive relationships.
To me, a real friend is REAL and not a figment of someone else’s overactive imagination. A friend is someone that will :
- stand by you when times get tough
- tell you honestly that you’re being a bitch when you are
- offer a shoulder to lean on
- will listen
- allows you to make your own decision
- accepts you for who you are
Tell me, of all the people included into your account (the lame ladies included), be it Friendster, or Bitchster, how many of those can you really call a true friend?
However, I understand that beauty lies in the eye of beholder, and yes, it’s applicable even you’re staring at your own reflection (blind) with a hefty dose of ego.
I pity those ladies. Not only for their lack of reality (with regards to their definition of ‘pretty’), but more so for their superficial outlook on friendship. To them, the numbers of people that tag them (or vice versa) as friends are more important compared to cultivating real, positive relationships.
To me, a real friend is REAL and not a figment of someone else’s overactive imagination. A friend is someone that will :
- stand by you when times get tough
- tell you honestly that you’re being a bitch when you are
- offer a shoulder to lean on
- will listen
- allows you to make your own decision
- accepts you for who you are
Tell me, of all the people included into your account (the lame ladies included), be it Friendster, or Bitchster, how many of those can you really call a true friend?
