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Saturday, September 29, 2007 { 4:02 AM }

I've come across, last night, a very interesting theory brought up by a very intellectual friend of mine. We we conversing about a 'friend' I had and he threw in a series of questions regarding his/her behaviour.

"Is he/she good at sports?"
"Not exceptionally coordinated," I answered.

"Is he/she good in studies?"
"Quite, not top 5 but not dumb either," I replied.

The list of questions continued.

"Ahh, he/she's a second tier friend lah!" he added then, upon coming across the puzzled expression on my face, proceeded to explain to me what that meant.

There are generally, four tiers overall.

Tier 4: The people who don't give a fuck about anything, their academics, their achievements, their life, basically. They sort off float along and are completely monotonous in all aspects.

Tier 3: The people who do give a fuck but are simply not good enough. They try and work hard but they just lack that something something to ace it.

Tier 2: Now, this tier is most controversial. Here sit the people who try their best to be tier 1, but are simply not good enough. What makes them different from tier 3 is that they go through all sorts of trouble to be friend the tier 1's so as to make themselves feel even more like a tier 1 but at the same time they put down everyone else (including the tier 1's) just for some feeling of superiority. They're selfish and self-absorbed. They're the kind of people who would turn mental if for one moment the world stop revolving around them.

Tier 1: The people who happen to excel at everything, the one's who've got it set. The one's who've got it all. These are the non-pretentious, generous people. The one's who walk with humble hearts and a big smile on their face. The one's the tier 2's want to be.

I looked at him and just wondered how that mind seem to actually categorised all this so perfectly to suit what I was trying to call this friend of mine.

The second tier friend. I'm sure you have one too but just remember he/she's just trying to be you so don't let him/her get to you.