I hate it when they start talking about other people fondly.
I hate it when people talk about their "types" and I have to half lie because I don't know if the truth will be accepted.
I hate it when I realise my NS life is coming to an end and many of my close friends are flying away to study.
I hate it when I think the chances of me meeting up with old friends decreases over time.
I hate it when I feel that I will be alone in the future.
I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
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