A Friend Named Social Media

in so many ways, the social media has become a friend that most people more so often fail to be.

i turn to her when i'm fuming with resentment and she'll just sit there, listen and watch me regret everything i've said.

i tell her when i'm unreasonably beaming with too much complains and she'll just give me a pat on the shoulder and when all's been said and done, she wouldn't judge me.

i turn to her about my dreams of travelling somewhere and eventually share how i've finally been to that place and she'll keep those memories so safely tucked in the many albums of her heart.

she knows my favorite songs and how i seem to create too many playlists for the same artist.

more often than not, she knows what i'm eating and whether or not i'm sticking to my "get healthy plan" or if i'm on to another journey to cheat day island.

my means to be with my friend named Social Media

 and then of course, there are my other "friends".

chocolates for when i'm into that unnecessary week of PMS. indeed, they work like magic - instantly kicks out my unhappy hormones and so lovingly makes me feel a bit awesome and a lil less grumpy. and no, don't even try to count them calories.

and yeah, a packet of Strepsils for when i feel like Tonsillitis is on it's way.

so here's to Social Media.

thank you for being the friend we sometimes fail to be. thank you for being a channel to let loose of our negative energies and being the little bird spreading the good news when we're all so peachy and feeling blessed. thank you for helping us keep our sanity in this crazy world.

thank you for being a friend when no one else seems to be.

light and bliss,
Nica