Showing posts with label disappointment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disappointment. Show all posts

Monday, June 13, 2011

Crazy Things That Exes Do, Which I Have No Control Over...

... Except To Laugh Later.
(not evil mocking villainous kind, more like an oh-that's-life matter-of-fact honest kind, and definitely NOT 'teehee' giggling kind)

1. Tenacious bombardment of SMSes, eMails, phone calls, messages, gifts. After politely telling them to lay off, to no avail, I knew I had to turn up a few notches and let them have it! Reluctantly, of course.

2. Online stalking, commenting on every tiny little changes I made to my profile. Oh, one went the extra mile of stalking my family and close friends too.

3. The next day after the breakup, 'I understand that we can't be together but let's be best friends forever! Come for dinner tonight and stay over! Please????'

4. Telling their friends about me, in a not-too-flattering light, of course. What's that word? Oh yaaa.... BITCHING. How do I know? Well, it's bloody obvious when their friends shoot me point blank with, 'Oh, so you're THAT guy!', wearing a not-so-subtle disapproving facial expression, followed by an awkward silence (the crickets were on sabbatical and the wind wasn't blowing), ex visibly uncomfortable & desperate for a change of subject or any sort of distraction. That biiiaaatch.
5. A postcard arrived from an ex (who broke up with me via SMS... Ya know, that's how he is remembered, the one who ended it with an SMS... I'm sure he has moved on since then to Facebook, Whatsapp or Twitter to do breakups... gotta keep up with the times!). Anyway, the really strange thing was that it wasn't addressed to ME, but to my FAMILY, thanking them for the hospitality when he came to visit 5 years before.  
Huh?????? Whaaa???? I still can't figure that one out.... HUH??????
6. Ex could only remember all the bad memories and always brings them up. Geeeez, it wasn't THAT bad, was it??? I certainly remember the good memories. Especially the ones that make me smile, and of us sharing a good laugh. I think it's sad to refuse cherishing those good moments, which we had lovingly poured in so much effort and tears. Those are GOOD STUFF back there worth holding on to! 
7. Disagreeing with EVERYTHING I say, and whatever that goes wrong in my life, is MY fault. Oh gee, thanks for the support and your unbiased views, 'friend'. Please scoot over from the "ex-boyfriend" to the "ex-friend" category.
8. Dishing out death threats and curses, damning me to live the rest of my life miserably, lose my job, never to find another partner in this life, and the next.

YIKES!!!

Moments later, 'I'm sorry I said all those things, I didn't mean to. I was reading this fantasy book and it filled my head with ideas.'

Okaaaaaay, I won't be having any trouble moving on from this one.
9. Cut all ties, burn all bridges, go separate ways, the end. Fair enough, fine by me, some people are wired that way. I always get a mental snail-paced looping slideshow of their grumpy faces whenever my iPod plays that John Mayer song 'Friends, Lovers or Nothing.'

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Greg

I find our chats to be amusing and I do let them humour me. It's like we're throwing a ball at one another with it landing nowhere near us. Fortunately, I don't take them seriously and it's a great way to kill time, for sure. At the end of the day, it doesn't get anywhere, and it feels like fluff. It's clear that you have no intention of forming a genuine connection.

At least, not with me.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Excerpts from Haruki Murakami's 'Norwegian Wood'

 

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.

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I don't like having something control me like that.

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What makes us most normal is knowing that we're not normal.

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"What possible is stuff like that for everyday life?"
"None at all. It may not serve any concrete purpose, but it does give you some kind of training to help you grasp things in general more systematically."

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What if there were a deus ex machina in real life? Everything would be so easy! If you felt stuck or trapped, some god would swing down from up there and solve all your problems. What could be easier than that?

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No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness, can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. All we can do is see that sadness through to the very end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sadness that comes to us without warning.

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