<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665856081484723449</id><updated>2024-08-29T13:25:46.202-07:00</updated><category term="friendship"/><category term="love"/><title type='text'>Zhilosophy</title><subtitle type='html'>It&#39;s life :D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhilosophy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665856081484723449/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhilosophy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wong Zhiwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07283702951367744491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665856081484723449.post-7467794116867957731</id><published>2013-05-31T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-31T07:53:25.377-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friendship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>Exclusivity</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Is it so important for us to feel special? I don&#39;t get it sometimes. I guess it&#39;s a human thing to always want to be the best and get the best, but what&#39;s wrong with being second best sometimes? I mean, we can&#39;t have the best of everything right?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Somehow, no matter how much I console myself, I still can&#39;t take it. Especially when I feel as though I&#39;m really close to someone. You feel as though you&#39;re really special to that someone, but after you realize that he or she treats everyone else the same way and gives them that same treatment, doesn&#39;t it make you feel less important? It does to me. Every time.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; So why? It doesn&#39;t matter if it&#39;s a lover or a friend, it feels the same. I guess that&#39;s why among our large circle of friends, we only have a small group of so called &#39;best friends&#39;. Friends that we open up to, the ones that we share everything with. But is it possible for 2 friends to share a best friend? Is it possible to give your all to that friend, when you know that there&#39;s a possibility that he&#39;s talking to another best friend of his and not giving you his full dedication?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t. I just can&#39;t.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Jealousy is something strong huh. No matter how hard we try, we just can&#39;t push it down sometimes. Why do we have to want something we don&#39;t have? Or even worse, why do we also not want others to have the same thing? Is friendship and love really not the same when it is shared?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; I always want to feel different. I want to be different from the rest. I want to be someone special to others. I mean, it&#39;s okay if we just be normal friends, but when you reel me in and make me feel special, how can you just leave? That sucks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; The same way, why can&#39;t we have more than one wife or one husband? I mean, besides religious and ethical reasons, what&#39;s so wrong about it? Because it&#39;s impossible.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; We&#39;re not meant to be generous, especially when it comes to the best things. In a way, I guess it&#39;s a good thing. We cherish the friendships, treasure the love and hold it dearly to our hearts. If something was so important to us, it&#39;d be natural for us to be angry and jealous when we lose it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Even though I know there&#39;s nothing to be angry about, that doesn&#39;t stop the pain.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t get it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Exclusivity is such a pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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