Mood:
I'll be attending Kris' wedding banquet tomorrow. Like all wedding I've been invited to, I'm a wet blanket. I hate attending weddings, black-ties, D&Ds and formal events for one reason, I needed to dress up. Next to it, I hate the chats at such functions, in fact I prefer not to talk at all. My idea of a great weekend is 100% casual R&R. The past month itself, I've been hanging out with an old school chum, Rachael (she decided to rename herself). At 29, R's marriage collapsed before it can even begin, so to get her mind off the unhappiness, we've been doing girl stuff. Or catching up on what we ought to do when we were younger. We talked about a lot of things, she knows what most people / friends don't know about me. Such friends are few.
While I deceived many people but with these few, I ran out of lies or rather it's tiring to be lying and to keep up with the lies. In truth, I'm a lousy liar. But the deception was necessary to protect myself, I don't want to have people ratting on me and even betraying me. I have been observing people and I think I know who are the reliable ones within the multitude. They may not be your best friends but they are the best. I know I can't go wrong with my selection. Friends outside this inner circle are distant (depending on the level of trust) and ordinary with certain flaws. Hey! But that's me, I cannot afford to take the risk even with friends.
I'm a perfectionist and I can't help the way I think and organize.