How would you feel if you realize that some things you used to believe in and held on to were all lies? And that the memories you thought were so dear are not even worth keeping at all?
Today I am sorely tempted to b&tch and rant about how everything between me and some [pathetic] guy culminated into something of an ugly (And I mean deep-sh^t ugly) confrontation that eventually led me to two conclusions; 1) that I am in a much, much healthier state of mind than that jerk ever was and, 2) as much as I hate to admit it, I wasted two beautiful of my life to some pathetic guy with the word L-O-S-E-R written all over him. (But then again, ‘LOSER’ is an understatement!)
For anyone who’s reading this, my apologies for having dropped some not-so-affable words in the previous paragraph, something that’s sooo not my style whenever I write about something in my blog. And I apologize, too, because there are only three people who know the real score as to whatever I’m talking about (Well, if you include my mom then that would be four, hahaha!) Let’s just put it this way: here I am, living a happy (and all-too-busy) life juggling work, school, and friends and then one fine Sunday morning this loser confronts me with his tirade of how everything I thought we were some two years ago were (and I quote) “delusional”. The nerve of that a#%hole! Whatever got him so ‘wackee’ all of a sudden?! Hahaha.. funny thing was, he was the one who sounded all too delusional. Hmmm… I wonder if it’s all those antibiotics kicking in on his lurid brain. Really, it makes me wonder... Hahaha! Poor guy, at more than thirty years of age he has lived a pathetic life and God knows how Karma will get back at him. Oh well, he deserves it, anyway.
Ok, at this point, I’ll stop being mean. One paragraph is more than enough to concentrate the disgust I felt for the guy. Life is too good and too happy to waste on trivial things coming from the mouth of someone who doesn’t realize life passing by. Did I feel sad about it? I admit that for a while, yes I DID feel sad. It’s the kind of feeling as if a bucket of ice-cold water has been poured on me. And then I felt my mom embraced me as she told me “Yaan mo na yung taong yun… mas higit pa ang darating sa’yo, you’ll see.” And everything was ok again. Plus I’ve got uber-supportive friends behind me and they know the truth, something that no jerk could waver.
Today I am sorely tempted to b&tch and rant about how everything between me and some [pathetic] guy culminated into something of an ugly (And I mean deep-sh^t ugly) confrontation that eventually led me to two conclusions; 1) that I am in a much, much healthier state of mind than that jerk ever was and, 2) as much as I hate to admit it, I wasted two beautiful of my life to some pathetic guy with the word L-O-S-E-R written all over him. (But then again, ‘LOSER’ is an understatement!)
For anyone who’s reading this, my apologies for having dropped some not-so-affable words in the previous paragraph, something that’s sooo not my style whenever I write about something in my blog. And I apologize, too, because there are only three people who know the real score as to whatever I’m talking about (Well, if you include my mom then that would be four, hahaha!) Let’s just put it this way: here I am, living a happy (and all-too-busy) life juggling work, school, and friends and then one fine Sunday morning this loser confronts me with his tirade of how everything I thought we were some two years ago were (and I quote) “delusional”. The nerve of that a#%hole! Whatever got him so ‘wackee’ all of a sudden?! Hahaha.. funny thing was, he was the one who sounded all too delusional. Hmmm… I wonder if it’s all those antibiotics kicking in on his lurid brain. Really, it makes me wonder... Hahaha! Poor guy, at more than thirty years of age he has lived a pathetic life and God knows how Karma will get back at him. Oh well, he deserves it, anyway.
Ok, at this point, I’ll stop being mean. One paragraph is more than enough to concentrate the disgust I felt for the guy. Life is too good and too happy to waste on trivial things coming from the mouth of someone who doesn’t realize life passing by. Did I feel sad about it? I admit that for a while, yes I DID feel sad. It’s the kind of feeling as if a bucket of ice-cold water has been poured on me. And then I felt my mom embraced me as she told me “Yaan mo na yung taong yun… mas higit pa ang darating sa’yo, you’ll see.” And everything was ok again. Plus I’ve got uber-supportive friends behind me and they know the truth, something that no jerk could waver.
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