Stayin’ Cool

If that’s the way he wants to play, then so be it.

It’s not like I can’t survive without an indispensable companion. In fact, that’s how I’ve lived for most of my life (Francis doesn’t count because he qualifies by default)

Ha, ha. Yeah, I’m a lone wolf.

Well, sure I got friends, imaginary or otherwise. But they’re all… I daresay… transient. “Friends are forever”? HAH! Been there, done that, didn’t work.

Should I list them down? In chronological order:
1. Kate — friend since childhood who suddenly disappeared from all conversation, which led me to…
2. Gin — the logical choice at the time, since we were the same in terms of being ignored by Kate and company. Too bad she was too drunk (pun intended) from her love interests.
3. Miguel — err… okay. Let’s not talk about him for a while.
4. Loots — us and our famous L-L partnership? Fizzled.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t do anything to make them leave or never ever talk to me again. More often than not, it just happens, whether I knew the reason or not.

Once a wolf, always a wolf, huh? I could live with that.