Before, I wished that I was a boy because I thought that they have many advantages. I thought boys were good in Mathematics, so that I could prove to my Trigonometry and Calculus teachers in high school that I could get an A+. I thought boys will not suffer anymore since they have to endure the pain once while girls have to endure the pain every month until they get menopause. I thought boys have a good sense of humor, so I wouldn’t carry on such boring conversations. I thought boys could snatch a girl that he likes anytime. But now, I am thankful that I am a girl since I wouldn’t carry on such heavy heartbreaks.
I have this friend of mine who likes someone from my barkada. He carries such meaningful conversations, interesting stories & a good sense of humor. I thought that she would deserve a guy somebody like him unlike her bastard ex-boyfriend. I do believe that a suitor should court the barkada first since they will help him to find a way to get together. He did so, by starting off to me. I was surprised, and at the same time, amused since he has the guts to do that. I started to help him. The idea of helping him was unknown; it was out of this world. I just instantly agreed. Maybe, thinking that I would feel bad if I refuse him. So, I gathered the rest of the barkada just to help him out.
The only bad thing when you and your barkada don’t go to the same college is the lack of communication. You don’t have any updates since they won’t send you a text 24/7, they won’t call you 24/7 & visit your place 24/7. We just found out that, one day, she likes somebody else. Even though, she’s denying it. It’s written on her online journals that she sends hidden meanings to someone. I felt so useless. I couldn’t help my friend. But, instead of feeling down, I need to cheer ourselves. I told him, “it’s not yet the time to give up. Instead, you must try harder to make her realize your feelings for her. If she refuses you, that’s the time that you should look for someone else.” Am I right?
I’m good when it comes to give advices to other people, but when it comes to mine, I’m dumb. I think that’s natural. You could see someone’s mistakes, but you cannot see yours. I have this principle that I need someone to tell me to keep going forward and where to stop. I can never tell, right? :)
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