Really, what is it with basketball that makes men go ga-ga and wild over that game? Are all men really addicted to basketball? Do you know that just because of this game, I got cursed because I didn't allow my hubby to play? Would you believe that he really cursed me, in all caps and with conviction just because he wasn't able to play? And now, we are not talking with each other just because of this?
First..it's my day off today...maybe he would want to spend time with me and the kids instead of spending his time playing it. (Wrong move...)
Second, it's not that I don't allow him to play. I do. Infact, every wednesday is his basketball day. He wakes up early in the morning so he can play with his friends. It's because, I'm at work, so I don't really diss about it. But hey, when it's my day off... i want to spend time with him abnd the kids, because the four of us don't really have time with each other because of our conflicting schedules.
Thirdly...there are days that I wake up that a basketball game is playing on the boob tube. Of course I react! And then he'd get really pissed off, and will begin his litany that I better get used to this since I have two sons, and that sooner or later basketball will be a part of my breakfast, lunch and dinner. True. Maybe, but now that my kids are barely in their elementary, can we just go and enjoy some other things? By the time that they begin to like your game...that's the time that I will adjust, but not before.
But my gosh! Cursing me just because of Baskteball is PLAIN STUPID AND SENSELESS. Just because of that, you cursed me just like that! WHAT A BUMMER!
.....And you actually expect me to like basketball after this? What do you think?
Friday, November 18, 2005
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
A Reflection....
my mom only had one eye.
i hated her... she was such an embarressment..
my mom ran a small shop at a flea market.
she collected little weeds and such to sell...
anything for the money we needed
she was such an embarressment.
there was this one day during elementary school..
it was field day, and my mom came.
i was so embarressed. how could she do this to
me? i threw her a hateful look and ran out.
the next day at school...
"your mom only has one eye?!?!" ..and they
taunted me.
i wished that my mom would just dissappear from
this world
so i said to my mom,
"mom.. why dont you have the other eye?!
if you're only gonna make me a laughingstock,
why dont you just die?!!!"
my mom did not respond..
i guess i felt a little bad, but at the same time, it
felt good to think that i had said what i'd wanted to
say all this time..
maybe it was because my mom hadnt punished
me,
but i didnt think that i had hurt her feelings very
badly.
that night...
i woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass
of water.
my mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she
was afraid that she might wake me.
i took a look at her, then turned away.
because of the thing i had said to her earlier, there
was something pinching at me in the corner of my
heart.
even so, i hated my mother who was crying out of
her one eye. so i told myself that i would grow up
and become successful.
cause i hated my one-eyed mom and our
desperate poverty..
then i studied real hard.
i left my mother and came to Seoul and studied,
and got accepted in the Seoul University with all
the confidence i had.
then, i got married.
i bought a house of my own.
then i had kids, too..
now i'm living happily as a successful man.
i like it here because it's a place that doesnt
remind me of my mom.
this happiness was getting bigger and bigger,
when..
what?!
who's this?!
...it was my mother...
..still with her one eye.
it felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.
my little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
and i asked her,
"who are you?!"
"i dont know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. i
screamed at her," how dare you come to my
house and scare my daughter!"
"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"
and to this, my mother quietly answered,
"oh, i'm so sorry. i may have gotten the wrong
address,"
and she dissappeared out of sight.
thank good ness... she doesnt recognize me..
i was quite relieved.
i told myself that i wasnt going to care, or think
about this for the rest of my life.
then a wave of relief came upon me...
one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came
to my house. so, lying to my wife that i was going
on a business trip, i went.
after the reunion, i went down to the old shack,
that i used to call a house...just out of curiosity
there, i found my mother fallen on the cold ground.
but i did not shed a single tear.
she had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a
letter to me.
my son...
i think my life has been long enough now..
and... i wont visit Seoul anymore...
but would it be too much to ask if i wanted you to
come visit me once in a while?
i miss you so much.. and i was so glad when i
heard you were coming for the reunion.
but i decided not to go to the school.
...for you...
and i'm sorry that i only have one eye, and i was
an embarressment for you.
you see, when you were very little, you got into
an
accident, and lost your eye. as a mom, i couldnt
stand watching you having to grow up with only
one eye... so i gave you mine...
i was so proud of my son that was seeing a
whole
new world for me, in my place, with that eye. i
was
never upset at you for anything you did.. the
couple times that you were angry with me,.. i
thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me..'
my son... oh, my son...
i dont want you to cry for me, because of my
death.
please dont cry...
my son, i love you so much
i hated her... she was such an embarressment..
my mom ran a small shop at a flea market.
she collected little weeds and such to sell...
anything for the money we needed
she was such an embarressment.
there was this one day during elementary school..
it was field day, and my mom came.
i was so embarressed. how could she do this to
me? i threw her a hateful look and ran out.
the next day at school...
"your mom only has one eye?!?!" ..and they
taunted me.
i wished that my mom would just dissappear from
this world
so i said to my mom,
"mom.. why dont you have the other eye?!
if you're only gonna make me a laughingstock,
why dont you just die?!!!"
my mom did not respond..
i guess i felt a little bad, but at the same time, it
felt good to think that i had said what i'd wanted to
say all this time..
maybe it was because my mom hadnt punished
me,
but i didnt think that i had hurt her feelings very
badly.
that night...
i woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass
of water.
my mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she
was afraid that she might wake me.
i took a look at her, then turned away.
because of the thing i had said to her earlier, there
was something pinching at me in the corner of my
heart.
even so, i hated my mother who was crying out of
her one eye. so i told myself that i would grow up
and become successful.
cause i hated my one-eyed mom and our
desperate poverty..
then i studied real hard.
i left my mother and came to Seoul and studied,
and got accepted in the Seoul University with all
the confidence i had.
then, i got married.
i bought a house of my own.
then i had kids, too..
now i'm living happily as a successful man.
i like it here because it's a place that doesnt
remind me of my mom.
this happiness was getting bigger and bigger,
when..
what?!
who's this?!
...it was my mother...
..still with her one eye.
it felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.
my little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
and i asked her,
"who are you?!"
"i dont know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. i
screamed at her," how dare you come to my
house and scare my daughter!"
"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"
and to this, my mother quietly answered,
"oh, i'm so sorry. i may have gotten the wrong
address,"
and she dissappeared out of sight.
thank good ness... she doesnt recognize me..
i was quite relieved.
i told myself that i wasnt going to care, or think
about this for the rest of my life.
then a wave of relief came upon me...
one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came
to my house. so, lying to my wife that i was going
on a business trip, i went.
after the reunion, i went down to the old shack,
that i used to call a house...just out of curiosity
there, i found my mother fallen on the cold ground.
but i did not shed a single tear.
she had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a
letter to me.
my son...
i think my life has been long enough now..
and... i wont visit Seoul anymore...
but would it be too much to ask if i wanted you to
come visit me once in a while?
i miss you so much.. and i was so glad when i
heard you were coming for the reunion.
but i decided not to go to the school.
...for you...
and i'm sorry that i only have one eye, and i was
an embarressment for you.
you see, when you were very little, you got into
an
accident, and lost your eye. as a mom, i couldnt
stand watching you having to grow up with only
one eye... so i gave you mine...
i was so proud of my son that was seeing a
whole
new world for me, in my place, with that eye. i
was
never upset at you for anything you did.. the
couple times that you were angry with me,.. i
thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me..'
my son... oh, my son...
i dont want you to cry for me, because of my
death.
please dont cry...
my son, i love you so much
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
A Birthday Refection...
Its exactly 6 days before my 25th birthday. I feel kinda weird because I'm quarter of a century! When I was still in my teens, I was always wondering what I will be when I reached 25. I always thought that I will be more mature, you know, I won't be as gigglish and as childish as I used to be. :)
I also wanted to get married by 25, and have kids by 26 or 27 (the same age my mom was when she had me). However, things don't usually go the way you think that it would happen.
At 25, I have two kids, and I am still not married. I will probably be getting married by next year :D I am still as gigglish and as childish as before, but I know that in my own, I have matured more than I can imagine. At 22, I had my first baby. At 24, I gave birth to Nicko. I have my own house now, (though we're just renting). I can pay my utility bills, can buy things for my kids without asking anyone for help. I am an employer now, because i have a yaya who takes care of my babies when I am at work. :D Though I still don't have my own car... I'm happy where I am now. I may not be the doctor that I have always imagined I will be, but I know given the right oppurtunity, I can still be the doctor that I have always dreamed of.
At 25, I have found the love of my life. I am settled and happy and contented. :D Sam will only be the man for me. :D I love him so much... and for the last 5 years, I have been falling in love more and more each day. :D
My life is not perfect. It's not smooth sailing. There were a lot of bumps and thumps, but luckily, with the help of God and the support of my loved ones, I have surpassed them with great dignity and confidence. I have learned to stand up for the decisions that I made even if it was because of stupidity. I have learned to cry and realize that crying is not a sign of weakness, but of strenght and selflessness. Also, it made me realize that crying is a a trademark of being human. It makes me intouch with my inner self. That's something that I have learned to master.
The experiences that I had were draining but fruitful. I have learned to realize that you really can't have it all. You really can't please people. You can't always have what you have. It made me realize that there really is a God, and that He's just there. It made me realize that life runs in circles. One minute your down, the next thing you know you're on top then down again.
I may sound weird, i know that. But hey! I have been crazy the past 25 years of my life. :D
I also wanted to get married by 25, and have kids by 26 or 27 (the same age my mom was when she had me). However, things don't usually go the way you think that it would happen.
At 25, I have two kids, and I am still not married. I will probably be getting married by next year :D I am still as gigglish and as childish as before, but I know that in my own, I have matured more than I can imagine. At 22, I had my first baby. At 24, I gave birth to Nicko. I have my own house now, (though we're just renting). I can pay my utility bills, can buy things for my kids without asking anyone for help. I am an employer now, because i have a yaya who takes care of my babies when I am at work. :D Though I still don't have my own car... I'm happy where I am now. I may not be the doctor that I have always imagined I will be, but I know given the right oppurtunity, I can still be the doctor that I have always dreamed of.
At 25, I have found the love of my life. I am settled and happy and contented. :D Sam will only be the man for me. :D I love him so much... and for the last 5 years, I have been falling in love more and more each day. :D
My life is not perfect. It's not smooth sailing. There were a lot of bumps and thumps, but luckily, with the help of God and the support of my loved ones, I have surpassed them with great dignity and confidence. I have learned to stand up for the decisions that I made even if it was because of stupidity. I have learned to cry and realize that crying is not a sign of weakness, but of strenght and selflessness. Also, it made me realize that crying is a a trademark of being human. It makes me intouch with my inner self. That's something that I have learned to master.
The experiences that I had were draining but fruitful. I have learned to realize that you really can't have it all. You really can't please people. You can't always have what you have. It made me realize that there really is a God, and that He's just there. It made me realize that life runs in circles. One minute your down, the next thing you know you're on top then down again.
I may sound weird, i know that. But hey! I have been crazy the past 25 years of my life. :D
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Top Two Things About Myself...
Top 2 things found in my bag:
-- Cell Phone
-- Wallet
Top 2 films Id watch over and over again:
-- My Best Friend's Wedding (my ultimate favorite)
-- Fools Rush In
Top 2 songs I can listen to again and again:
-- Ironic By Alanis Morisette
-- This I Promise You by N'Sync
Top 2 books I read from cover to cover:
-- Hehehe... I don't read books...
Top 2 reasons to watch television:
-- Past Time
-- It makes me fall asleep
Top 2 places I'd want to visit 10 yrs. from now:
-- Europe (Any part of Europe)
-- Puerto Princesa, Palawan
Top 2 great men you've encountered:
-- My Dad (of course!)
-- My Husband
Top 2 obsessions:
-- Papemelroti Boxes (Am so obsessed with them!)
-- Right Now.. to work abroad (US or Dubai)
Top 2 favorite cartoon characters:
-- Tweety Bird
-- Elmo
Top 2 favorite girls name:
-- Franchesca
-- Angela
Top 2 favorite guys name:
-- Sajie!!!
-- Nicko!!!
Top 2 favorite foods:
-- Spaghetti
-- Sinigang
Top 2 favorite snacks:
-- Cheeseburger
-- Chocolate Milk Shake (yyum! yyumm!)
Top 2 favorite website:
-- Friendster
-- Blogspot (Kahit complicated :-))
Top 2 favorite places:
-- Tagaytay
-- The Hand Shaped Chapel in Manila Memorial Park
Top 2 things u want to do:
-- Go abroad and make lotsa money! hehehe :-)
-- Spend more time with my Angels
Top 2 reasons why you have LQ:
-- Miscommunication
-- Pride
Top 2 goals you want to accomplish:
-- Own a house, lot and car
-- Build a rest house in Tagaytay
Top 2 favorite colors:
-- Blue
-- Pink (I guess)
-- Cell Phone
-- Wallet
Top 2 films Id watch over and over again:
-- My Best Friend's Wedding (my ultimate favorite)
-- Fools Rush In
Top 2 songs I can listen to again and again:
-- Ironic By Alanis Morisette
-- This I Promise You by N'Sync
Top 2 books I read from cover to cover:
-- Hehehe... I don't read books...
Top 2 reasons to watch television:
-- Past Time
-- It makes me fall asleep
Top 2 places I'd want to visit 10 yrs. from now:
-- Europe (Any part of Europe)
-- Puerto Princesa, Palawan
Top 2 great men you've encountered:
-- My Dad (of course!)
-- My Husband
Top 2 obsessions:
-- Papemelroti Boxes (Am so obsessed with them!)
-- Right Now.. to work abroad (US or Dubai)
Top 2 favorite cartoon characters:
-- Tweety Bird
-- Elmo
Top 2 favorite girls name:
-- Franchesca
-- Angela
Top 2 favorite guys name:
-- Sajie!!!
-- Nicko!!!
Top 2 favorite foods:
-- Spaghetti
-- Sinigang
Top 2 favorite snacks:
-- Cheeseburger
-- Chocolate Milk Shake (yyum! yyumm!)
Top 2 favorite website:
-- Friendster
-- Blogspot (Kahit complicated :-))
Top 2 favorite places:
-- Tagaytay
-- The Hand Shaped Chapel in Manila Memorial Park
Top 2 things u want to do:
-- Go abroad and make lotsa money! hehehe :-)
-- Spend more time with my Angels
Top 2 reasons why you have LQ:
-- Miscommunication
-- Pride
Top 2 goals you want to accomplish:
-- Own a house, lot and car
-- Build a rest house in Tagaytay
Top 2 favorite colors:
-- Blue
-- Pink (I guess)
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
I Called My Hubby's Former Girlfriend A Flirt (A Reaction to HER Blog)
Title: I WAS ONCE CALLED A FLIRT…
(From the blog of my hubby’s former girlfriend)
One point in my life i was called a flirt.The story goes like this...I have an ex and i was so over him ! I really just wanted to be friends with him and establish the broken friendship. Our relationship didnt last long naman noh. Its just that i was misunderstood all the time by this gf of his. Turns out she is kinda insecure (upps sorry huh if ure accessing my blog and stumbled on this topic) coz the time i did send a forwarded message to my ex ... she replied with all the probing and suddenly attacked me with endless questions and unsolicited advices. Relax! I have my very own life and thats just who i am. Now deal with it. After sending many messages back and forth...she was ticked off by me. Honestly, i didnt fight back. What for naman? Shes just so agitated the more i replied. I guess when she was finished with the words she wanted to tell me she labeled me 'as flirt'. I was dumbfounded. How would u consider someone as a flirt? Shes not acquainted with me. Actually when the guy and i were still dating she was already in the picture calling my then bf during late night to talk. Ex is telling me that over the phone and it never really bothered me for sure! When we broke up she suddenly entered the picture. So u see...whose who? :DNevertheless, the good thing in me i was never insecure even if i am not so beautiful! Hahaha...i find myself charming some days where i really want to dress myself up. There are days that i am just so tamad to be charming. Parang bad hair days. Upps walang kkontra friends tayo!-End-
*** This blog is from the Blog of my hubby’s former girlfriend...When I first read this entry.. I knew she is talking about me... And honestly, I want to pound her face... I was even tempted to post a comment in her blog just to set things straight and ease my mind... but it’s worthless... WHY POST A COMMENT TO SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED A GOOD THREE YEARS AGO?!?! But… as much as I want to… I’m sorry… I just can’t help but react…
I remember the incident that you're talking about...and no... it wasnt after you forwarded a message to Sam. It was AFTER TWO YEARS since the two of you broke up. It was AFTER TWO YEARS that you have been constantly asking him to go out with you just to rekindle your "so called" friendship. Come on! Who the hell are you kidding? Don't I earn the right to react after 2 years of bugging him? (Oopppsss… wag ka magdeny…you wanted to be friends with him from the day you broke up with him…) There were so many times in the first two years that I was nonchalant about the text messages that you sent him. There was even this one time that I was the one who was texting you and you told him that you still wanna be friends… I answered (with his approval) that it is alright for you to become friends again… But after two years, I said no more… that two years is enough…
If you were in my shoes, what would you honestly do? Would you be okay to the idea? Maybe for you, but not for me. What may be okay for you, may not be alright with me. We have different opinions over different situations, and I guess it’s alright if your boyfriend (or husband for that matter) will go out with one of his former girlfriends so that they can rekindle their friendship…
In your blog you said “Actually when the guy and i were still dating she was already in the picture calling my then bf during late night to talk.” – Was I the only one who was calling him? How did the two of you get along? Weren’t you the first one to call him up too? After you met, you asked for his number from one of your mutual friends, who just happened to be my friend too, but was he the first one to call? How did the two of you became the “two of you”? A piece of advise before you use the word that I used to describe you, think about how the two of you got together… because from what I know, I was not the only one to first call him up.
I also read in another entry in your blog that you a “part of you died when you knew you cannot be friends anymore” – WHY? Do you know how he felt? Do you know how broken he was when you broke up with him? Do you actually think that you can be friends regardless of your past? Be realistic – you cannot have everything that you want… Not all people think and act like you…
And, just to set your imagination straight – I WAS, AM, AND WILL NEVER BE INSECURE OF YOU – Why would I be? I don’t think I have reason to be insecure... I really don’t have any idea where you got this – but the mere fact that he chose me over you says it all…Oh… I remember… you also called me possessive and immature… You see… If am possessive and immature I don’t think that we could have lasted up to this very day… Because if I am possessive and immature WHY THE HELL DID HE CHOSE ME OVER YOU?
You want to know the truth? We broke up because of you. Because he wanted to weigh his feelings for me and for you…Remember, you even asked him to pick you up from your office….went to a movie together… talked about your relationship… I gave way… I let him go temporarily so that he will not be confused…And I will be fine if he chooses to be with you… Whatever happened between you and him was none of my business – but as far as I know, it was not entirely his fault – How we got together is also none of your business…
And… if you are so over him, then why the hell write this blog? Why do you put so much effort in making your readers believe that you are so over him – and that your relationship did not last long enough…
I actually made him read your blog… and you know what? He told me to ignore it because it just sucks. But like what I told him, I just cant help but vent… If you are actually trying to draw my attention – well.. I will give it to you… you got me there – I know I should not be overreacting because we have our own lives now… But I just can’t help it…After years of silence and then this? Too much dear… too much…
The bottom line is – RESPECT – If I was so mad that you were asking him to go out with you – it’s just all about respect. I don’t think you would want to be in my shoes – whether broken friendship is the motive here – BUT IT’S JUST ABOUT RESPECT. Besides, how will your husband feel if he found out what you were doing? If he knows – then good for you – If he doesn’t… I don’t wanna think what’s gonna happen…Besides… how would you feel if he will do the things that you do?
I can just go on and on and tell to your face the things that you have said and done… but ranting will get me nowhere. I just wrote this because I just can’t help but react to what you said. As much as I explain myself… you will just believe whatever you want to… so just go and think that you are victorious. We have our own lives now, our own families I may add… All I know is that I am happy… we have been, we are and we will always be…because the girl who once called you a flirt is happy with the guy that you once adored… they have been, for the past 5 years now… and they will always be…
HONEY... I AM SO SORRY... I KNOW THAT I SHOULD'VE KEPT MY MOUTH SHUT... I JUST CAN'T HELP IT....
xOxOxOxO
(From the blog of my hubby’s former girlfriend)
One point in my life i was called a flirt.The story goes like this...I have an ex and i was so over him ! I really just wanted to be friends with him and establish the broken friendship. Our relationship didnt last long naman noh. Its just that i was misunderstood all the time by this gf of his. Turns out she is kinda insecure (upps sorry huh if ure accessing my blog and stumbled on this topic) coz the time i did send a forwarded message to my ex ... she replied with all the probing and suddenly attacked me with endless questions and unsolicited advices. Relax! I have my very own life and thats just who i am. Now deal with it. After sending many messages back and forth...she was ticked off by me. Honestly, i didnt fight back. What for naman? Shes just so agitated the more i replied. I guess when she was finished with the words she wanted to tell me she labeled me 'as flirt'. I was dumbfounded. How would u consider someone as a flirt? Shes not acquainted with me. Actually when the guy and i were still dating she was already in the picture calling my then bf during late night to talk. Ex is telling me that over the phone and it never really bothered me for sure! When we broke up she suddenly entered the picture. So u see...whose who? :DNevertheless, the good thing in me i was never insecure even if i am not so beautiful! Hahaha...i find myself charming some days where i really want to dress myself up. There are days that i am just so tamad to be charming. Parang bad hair days. Upps walang kkontra friends tayo!-End-
*** This blog is from the Blog of my hubby’s former girlfriend...When I first read this entry.. I knew she is talking about me... And honestly, I want to pound her face... I was even tempted to post a comment in her blog just to set things straight and ease my mind... but it’s worthless... WHY POST A COMMENT TO SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED A GOOD THREE YEARS AGO?!?! But… as much as I want to… I’m sorry… I just can’t help but react…
I remember the incident that you're talking about...and no... it wasnt after you forwarded a message to Sam. It was AFTER TWO YEARS since the two of you broke up. It was AFTER TWO YEARS that you have been constantly asking him to go out with you just to rekindle your "so called" friendship. Come on! Who the hell are you kidding? Don't I earn the right to react after 2 years of bugging him? (Oopppsss… wag ka magdeny…you wanted to be friends with him from the day you broke up with him…) There were so many times in the first two years that I was nonchalant about the text messages that you sent him. There was even this one time that I was the one who was texting you and you told him that you still wanna be friends… I answered (with his approval) that it is alright for you to become friends again… But after two years, I said no more… that two years is enough…
If you were in my shoes, what would you honestly do? Would you be okay to the idea? Maybe for you, but not for me. What may be okay for you, may not be alright with me. We have different opinions over different situations, and I guess it’s alright if your boyfriend (or husband for that matter) will go out with one of his former girlfriends so that they can rekindle their friendship…
In your blog you said “Actually when the guy and i were still dating she was already in the picture calling my then bf during late night to talk.” – Was I the only one who was calling him? How did the two of you get along? Weren’t you the first one to call him up too? After you met, you asked for his number from one of your mutual friends, who just happened to be my friend too, but was he the first one to call? How did the two of you became the “two of you”? A piece of advise before you use the word that I used to describe you, think about how the two of you got together… because from what I know, I was not the only one to first call him up.
I also read in another entry in your blog that you a “part of you died when you knew you cannot be friends anymore” – WHY? Do you know how he felt? Do you know how broken he was when you broke up with him? Do you actually think that you can be friends regardless of your past? Be realistic – you cannot have everything that you want… Not all people think and act like you…
And, just to set your imagination straight – I WAS, AM, AND WILL NEVER BE INSECURE OF YOU – Why would I be? I don’t think I have reason to be insecure... I really don’t have any idea where you got this – but the mere fact that he chose me over you says it all…Oh… I remember… you also called me possessive and immature… You see… If am possessive and immature I don’t think that we could have lasted up to this very day… Because if I am possessive and immature WHY THE HELL DID HE CHOSE ME OVER YOU?
You want to know the truth? We broke up because of you. Because he wanted to weigh his feelings for me and for you…Remember, you even asked him to pick you up from your office….went to a movie together… talked about your relationship… I gave way… I let him go temporarily so that he will not be confused…And I will be fine if he chooses to be with you… Whatever happened between you and him was none of my business – but as far as I know, it was not entirely his fault – How we got together is also none of your business…
And… if you are so over him, then why the hell write this blog? Why do you put so much effort in making your readers believe that you are so over him – and that your relationship did not last long enough…
I actually made him read your blog… and you know what? He told me to ignore it because it just sucks. But like what I told him, I just cant help but vent… If you are actually trying to draw my attention – well.. I will give it to you… you got me there – I know I should not be overreacting because we have our own lives now… But I just can’t help it…After years of silence and then this? Too much dear… too much…
The bottom line is – RESPECT – If I was so mad that you were asking him to go out with you – it’s just all about respect. I don’t think you would want to be in my shoes – whether broken friendship is the motive here – BUT IT’S JUST ABOUT RESPECT. Besides, how will your husband feel if he found out what you were doing? If he knows – then good for you – If he doesn’t… I don’t wanna think what’s gonna happen…Besides… how would you feel if he will do the things that you do?
I can just go on and on and tell to your face the things that you have said and done… but ranting will get me nowhere. I just wrote this because I just can’t help but react to what you said. As much as I explain myself… you will just believe whatever you want to… so just go and think that you are victorious. We have our own lives now, our own families I may add… All I know is that I am happy… we have been, we are and we will always be…because the girl who once called you a flirt is happy with the guy that you once adored… they have been, for the past 5 years now… and they will always be…
HONEY... I AM SO SORRY... I KNOW THAT I SHOULD'VE KEPT MY MOUTH SHUT... I JUST CAN'T HELP IT....
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