Hmm... almost 12am in the living room.
Ah well, now is a good time as any other to post this.
Been wanting to let this out for a while now.
And in case you're wondering, yes, it IS emo garbage.
So just shut your damn mouth, alright?
Alright then.
Sigh.. what was I thinking anyway?
She's 18. I'm 24.
I should've known better but noOooo....
being a genius, I just HAD to go for it.
Let's see now.
Me: 24 year-old.
Looks like an anti-Brad Pitt
Still living with parents.
Studying at ITE.
Yeah... women just LOVE guys like me!
Many times, when we were supposed to
go out, she would just, well, ignore me at the last minute..
keep me hanging on.
I'd be kept waiting and wondering what happened for
hours... until I got one message through sms.
And that was it.
At first I wouldn't mind.
Emergencies can and will pop up...
especially when you have a baby.
But... everytime?
Sometimes, she would just ignore
any of the messages I'd sent her.
And after a week, or a few,
when we'd get a chance to talk (usually BY chance),
I'd ask her, and she'd tell me
that she did get the messages.
I'd rarely get an apology.
And when I did get one,
she'd make it sound like it was nothing...
which it wouldn't be, if it didn't happen ALL THE TIME.
Just fills you up with a warm and fuzzy feeling on the inside, don't it?
For some insane reason, I told her
how I felt about her (yeah yeah.. shut the hell up already).
And she said that the feeling was mutual.
Not long after that, she began ignoring me again.
Gotta love that!
I'd feel miserable for a week or 2 wondering what I'd done or said...
and then all I'd get from her, is pretty much a short message
saying 'hi'.
and then, another couple of weeks.
Yes,yes.... your hero was down.
Go get that tissue.
Hey! I saw you rolling your eyes!
Sheesh.
Where was I? Oh yeah.
I figure I'd try ignoring her.
After about 2 weeks (or more? can't remember)...
I got the usual 'hi'.
She hadn't even realized what I was doing.
Sigh.
A few weeks later,
another 'hi'.
I couldn't reply.
I mean.... I was already miserable,
after deciding that I was gonna
stop contacting her.
No sense in piling on the misery.
Can't really blame her.
I mean, she's young, she's pretty...
I'd bore her to death eventually.
I knew it wasn't a good idea, but hey!
I really did like her!. A lot.
Too bad she didn't feel the same way.
Mann... I knew I should've stayed in retirement!
Damn.
From now on... I'll concentrate on
my one and only baby... the Xbox!
What's that?
I KNOW I need a life.....
I just don't need YOU pointing it out!
Time to watch some DX.
Well, enough of that.
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4 comments:
Did you at least get to shag her? Yeah, you're 24 and she's 18, so you should have expected her to be a flake, but there's a lot to be said for putting up with her flakiness in order to shag her 18-year-old-ass rotten!
Chin up my good man. No need to be so emo about it. Think about it like this: you're TWENTY-FOUR and you got to trade the bone with an EIGHTEEN year old!
Good on ya!!!
First of all, she's not like that.
Second, I'm not like that.
Third, who the hell are you?
babe.. this may sound weird. so i want you to sit down, take deep breaths and calm down..
*HUGS!!*
we'll go share your hotcakes aft ramadhan aight? im on 2 wks leave.
Seriously?
WooHoo!! Oh it's on!
You can invite your friends...
but yeah, they touch my hotcakes,
it'll be the LAST thing they ever touch.
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