The other woman.
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07:30 PM
The Lord will bring to light what is hidden in darkness and will expose the motives of men's hearts. 1 Cor. 4:5
Think about it. It just happened to someone I know.
All the love stories I'm hearing about are making me sick. Boy and girl acting like real lovers, breaking up, making up, with the involvement of hearts actually practically breaking into pieces- all these happening even though they're not even in the real relationship yet.
Why can't the love stories I know about just be sweet and simple? It's what neophytes like me need to hear about- so at least we could look forward to something like it when I finally fall in love.
It's not as easy as you think, I know you're saying that to me, and I know that already. Or maybe this is a message from God saying to me: "Look around you. This mess involved with love isn't meant for the life you want. You're blessed with singleness!" Damn! I can't accept that yet!
As you can read- I'm gonna blog about the unfortunate situation my friend, a classmate, is experiencing. You see, from the title pa lang, it's about "the other woman." Doesn't everyone have the same reaction when it comes to hearing this? Wouldn't you immediately feel some scorn for her when she comes on to a man whom she knows is already taken? No one's going there yet. Our friend here I'm talking about is the other woman.
Of course- none of us hate her. At least I know we don't.
We know the side of her story: it is such a dire and piteous place to be in. He broke up with me. He thinks we should stop it. How could it be that when this guy showed to me how much he loved me, he could still choose that quasi-woman girlfriend who should be replaced with already? He is the master of manipulation, making me hope, making me wait in vain, even making me feel guilty although I've done nothing wrong. Ever since this love started, I always believed miracles could happen. But no. It was all an illusion which I should've woken up from a good long time ago. And I hope your damned girlfriend dies from cancer.
^my extremely rephrased version of hers. She is currently having counseling with a good friend of ours who is a psychologist. She doesn't listen to his advice. Not even to us. We've rolled our tongues out trying to tell our friend to let him go. To give this unhealthy relationship up because
she's not the girlfriend..
He was just using her...
He didn't care for her...
He may like her only because she liked him...
He really manipulated her...
HORSE PUKE! Damn all this prejudice! It's hard living in a girl world! Jessy told us not to involve ourselves in others' businesses- if they talk to you about their problems, just simply listen and understand. Do not get tangled up. And always listen to both sides!
And how on earth could we conclude all this when we haven't even heard his side of the story: How did it happen so fast that everyone knows what's happening already? Everyone must hate me now. I only see her as a little sister, I even loved her like one. I have my own life with my girlfriend and I don't need extras. I've tried to stop it but she's always threatened me she'd hurt herself. God, help me.
If you wanna sum this all up: maybe she could've misunderstood him? I don't know yet! This saga is not yet over. (Although I don't wish to blog about this concern in another entry again.)
And to think she hid her feelings since last year- never even telling us about it! You can't say we're so stupid as not to notice, she was extremely good at keeping it. But then in the end, it was exposed for everyone, EVERYONE, to know.
Currently, she has inflicted self-harm by slashing her wrists. She drinks bottles of alcohol on an empty stomach, walking around in school with a funny gait, obviously drunk and cuts classes just to talk to him- then crying again all over again. From my observation, her studies are far from her priorities, and she has lost focus. Sir Peter has taken action and expressed a desire that she enroll in a counseling program before all faculty notice what is happening with her and she gets suspended.
GOD- help her, please.
I'm watching gossip girl now. Maybe I should act as Gossip Girl here, you know? Blogging and sharing about the juiciest gossips. Oh wait. You all know who I am.
And by the way- let's just take this lightly because, well, who says you can trust things on the Internet? Haha!
Think about it. It just happened to someone I know.
All the love stories I'm hearing about are making me sick. Boy and girl acting like real lovers, breaking up, making up, with the involvement of hearts actually practically breaking into pieces- all these happening even though they're not even in the real relationship yet.
Why can't the love stories I know about just be sweet and simple? It's what neophytes like me need to hear about- so at least we could look forward to something like it when I finally fall in love.
It's not as easy as you think, I know you're saying that to me, and I know that already. Or maybe this is a message from God saying to me: "Look around you. This mess involved with love isn't meant for the life you want. You're blessed with singleness!" Damn! I can't accept that yet!
As you can read- I'm gonna blog about the unfortunate situation my friend, a classmate, is experiencing. You see, from the title pa lang, it's about "the other woman." Doesn't everyone have the same reaction when it comes to hearing this? Wouldn't you immediately feel some scorn for her when she comes on to a man whom she knows is already taken? No one's going there yet. Our friend here I'm talking about is the other woman.
Of course- none of us hate her. At least I know we don't.
We know the side of her story: it is such a dire and piteous place to be in. He broke up with me. He thinks we should stop it. How could it be that when this guy showed to me how much he loved me, he could still choose that quasi-woman girlfriend who should be replaced with already? He is the master of manipulation, making me hope, making me wait in vain, even making me feel guilty although I've done nothing wrong. Ever since this love started, I always believed miracles could happen. But no. It was all an illusion which I should've woken up from a good long time ago. And I hope your damned girlfriend dies from cancer.
^my extremely rephrased version of hers. She is currently having counseling with a good friend of ours who is a psychologist. She doesn't listen to his advice. Not even to us. We've rolled our tongues out trying to tell our friend to let him go. To give this unhealthy relationship up because
HORSE PUKE! Damn all this prejudice! It's hard living in a girl world! Jessy told us not to involve ourselves in others' businesses- if they talk to you about their problems, just simply listen and understand. Do not get tangled up. And always listen to both sides!
And how on earth could we conclude all this when we haven't even heard his side of the story: How did it happen so fast that everyone knows what's happening already? Everyone must hate me now. I only see her as a little sister, I even loved her like one. I have my own life with my girlfriend and I don't need extras. I've tried to stop it but she's always threatened me she'd hurt herself. God, help me.
If you wanna sum this all up: maybe she could've misunderstood him? I don't know yet! This saga is not yet over. (Although I don't wish to blog about this concern in another entry again.)
And to think she hid her feelings since last year- never even telling us about it! You can't say we're so stupid as not to notice, she was extremely good at keeping it. But then in the end, it was exposed for everyone, EVERYONE, to know.
Currently, she has inflicted self-harm by slashing her wrists. She drinks bottles of alcohol on an empty stomach, walking around in school with a funny gait, obviously drunk and cuts classes just to talk to him- then crying again all over again. From my observation, her studies are far from her priorities, and she has lost focus. Sir Peter has taken action and expressed a desire that she enroll in a counseling program before all faculty notice what is happening with her and she gets suspended.
GOD- help her, please.
I'm watching gossip girl now. Maybe I should act as Gossip Girl here, you know? Blogging and sharing about the juiciest gossips. Oh wait. You all know who I am.
And by the way- let's just take this lightly because, well, who says you can trust things on the Internet? Haha!
Nolita Fairytale by Vanessa Carlton
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