fuck.
i so hate this talk. every friggin chance i end up having coffee with
her, she started talking about how miserable she is with the
relationship. relationship, my ass. she wouldn’t know what a real
relationship is even if it hits her hard on the head.
he is such an asshole [pun intended]. he
cannot demand of her loyalty and blind faith if he cannot keep his
sex-starved penis off someone else’s pants. being amazing is no excuse
for behaving like a big-time chauvinistic pig. and for her to see all
these and do nothing makes her stupid. why in the first place did she
throw away a six-year relationship for him? maybe her ex-bf was pretty
stupid too. i never met him, thank God.
but
she, she’s such a nice, pretty girl. a little too emotional at times,
but she doesn’t deserve all this shit. or maybe, just perhaps, she does
deserve this. if you stay under a tree with the chicken shitting up on
the branch, the shit’s gonna get to you somehow.
“i
told him, maggie, to let me go. i am not getting any younger. i do not
want to wake up and realize i am 30 and have absolutely no idea if i am
going to marry him or not.”
oh, for chrissake, get up and leave. how difficult is that for most people?
“so,” i told her, “that’s
three more years down the road, weng. that’s thirty six, thirty friggin
six, months of womanizing and let’s say, 12 sessions of heavy screaming
and emotional blackmail. you sure you’re still alive by then?”
no answer.
“i
tell you what. the next time he is going to hit you, tell me, and i am
going to fry his sorry brains out and beat the living daylights out of
him.”
“please do not tell anybody about this. especially him. he doesn’t want me talking to you.”
ahhh,
why would he want her talking to me? i spilled all of his screw-ups to
her. intentionally or unconsciously, it does not matter. she doesn’t
listen and he still keeps on doing it. i and he, we were friends before
he became whatever to her. call it a hallucinated friendship because it
was not a normal one. and i do not think a real friendship can exist
between us; he is too arrogant for my oversized ego.
“so, what are we going to do now? finish the coffee and hope for better days?” i suggested sarcastically.
“i’ll give him one more chance.”
oh for fuck’s sake, wake up, get up, and smell the stupidity.
ugh! tell her that martyrs are passé na.
Posted by AnP at November 25, 2005, 8:43 pmTell her to read "He's Just Not That Into You" by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo. Maybe it'll help to knock some sense into her 
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Everyone,
I just want you to know that for three days, I will not be writing any new stuff for this blog as I am going to the beach.
That's right. The beach. No Emails. No Computers. No Blogs. Only me and a boatful of chicks.
Wish me luck! let's all hope I get laid!
Posted by mike at November 26, 2005, 1:41 am[2] exactly! but some people just dont get it!
frank, thanks for the "flowers". . roanne, thanks for the tip. will mention that book to her. i could probably buy her one for christmas! .
mikey— u deserve that. lol. i mean not the getting laid part, but the going to the beach part!
Posted by Anonymous at November 26, 2005, 9:39 amThat's pathetic, Mikey! You don't nead three days at the beach with a boatful of chicks to get laid? Isn't that what you drive to (insert sleazy-in-the-evenings Avenue name here) every midnight for?
Posted by jangelo at November 26, 2005, 11:24 pmAt any rate, good luck with the boatful of chicks! Don't forget to bring me some when you return to Manila (boats, that is).
Posted by jangelo at November 26, 2005, 11:27 pmHe cheats on her AND he hits her? Guys like these deserve to have their 'nads snipped off with a nail clipper and be made to limp for the rest of their lives. Let me know if it happens again. I'd gladly do it for you. I know it's none of my business but I feel very strongly about this. I'm not a violent man but the last guy who raised his hand on one of my friends ended up with a broken rib. The good news, my friend never heard from the creep again and is now quite happy with her life. Seriously, if you feel we must resort to that let me know.
Posted by Bald Reggae Junkie at November 29, 2005, 8:30 pmyou are not the first guy to say that, reg. the next time he raise a hand on her and ill end up knowing bout it, im sure he wouldn't see the light of the day. there will be guys running after his sorry ass, do feel free to join them.
but fuck, i wish she'll snap out of it. there is nothing more effective than that.
Posted by Anonymous at November 29, 2005, 10:01 pm[9] We can hope. Some of my friends have also fallen in the same trap and for the life of me, I cannot figure out why they put up with all that crap. I seriously hope your friend just gets sick and tired of how he's been treating her. She doesn't deserve that. No one deserves to be cheated on. And most certainly, nobody deserves to be a punching bag, emotional or otherwise. Best of luck pounding some sense into her Maggie.
Posted by Bald Reggae Junkie at November 30, 2005, 3:15 am[10]
sighs. i so agree. no one deserves to be cheated on, you are absofuckinlutely right. but it really takes two to tango.
applies to almost everything, i believe.
Posted by Anonymous at November 30, 2005, 4:57 pmMike "Fucking" Villar
"a Manila-based blogger made famous by his Atrocities of Friendster series, a regular feature he publishes on his blog where he mercilessly criticizes and mocks pictures of ugly people he stumbles upon on popular social networking site, Friendster. Although a lot of people are offended by what he writes, long-time readers of his blog regard him as a brilliant satire writer."
-Taken from my WikiBios page
You sound like a true friend. Better than me, at least. While you take the shit from your friend without flinching, I would tell her right away to stop complaining and move on. At least you have the guts to be the shoulder and shock absorber.
Now, your friend seems like a stupid bitch from the way that you wrote about her, being a "hearer" instead of a "listener". But seeing that she may have gotten the worst part of "love", well, that's what love does. It brings out the best and the worst in each of us.
You're a good friend, Maggie. But try to "influence" your friend if you value her. She's setting herself up for one big fucking finale, and may give up on love if she gets a bad bite from it.
Posted by FrankLee at November 25, 2005, 2:24 pm