From what I hear, my blog's entertaining and makes people laugh. I won't deny that *extreme coughing*, just for the record, I'm not some egoistic maniac who just loves his own jokes. Well okay, I laugh at my own jokes all the time and I do have quite a big ego. But I'm not a maniac. And, it really makes me motivated to write the shit I do write. Even though sometimes my post might get a little controversial and cause certain really close friends/advisers that stay up 4am at night to reprimand me of my naive thinking and ways of life. *extreme coughing twice*
But really, if you do visit my blog frequently or not, leave a tag. It helps. When nobody tags I usually go back to the more emotional shit that's inside of me and not that wacky lame shitass dude that makes you LOL and -.- at the same time.
Now, back to serious (not really) business. And that's right, I spelt business correctly. WHUT.
So, I don't usually do emotional dedications, even though I just did one to my maids in the previous post. But I meant emotional dedications like those kind of consoling crap on my blog to a certain person I don't mention. Well, I suppose I do those consoling shit quite often but that's not the point. There is no point however. This post shall go on without more bullshit.
Basically, relationships is my topic today/tonight/midnight/2.44am.
Dedicated to Aussie animals. Whut. That was a pretty obvious clue wasn't it, LOL.
I miss the good ol' days where guys were true, and sincere. Not saying I've BEEN in those good ol' days but I'm just saying. These days relationships can last 67 days and people go "Oh my dear, you were the love of my life, please come back, don't leave me." Dude, you're 14. Its technically not your "life" yet. Unless the world ends at 2012 then yes, this is your life. But I'm a non-believer in that. Funny how I'm always contradictive with my words.
Sure, you're in love and there's nothing wrong with that. There's nothing wrong being in a relationship either. In fact its a wonderful feeling. Fact of the matter is, these days, as quoted by Facebook Likes : "monthsaries exist because this days relationships don't reach anniversaries". I can't express my hate towards the word monthsary. It just sounds so wrong. Its not right. It sounds so degrading. Happy monthsary? Its only been a month. 1st month 2nd month sounds, slightly better, to an extent. But I'm not complaining about words here.
If you're in a relationship or had one, (NOT THAT I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT), I suggest you don't take it TOO seriously. I've always felt that dating is just to get to know the other person better, and see whether you are compatible. Because let's be honest, how many people get through a relationship at 14 and make it to marriage? *cough*mybrother*cough*
If you've fallen out or broken up, don't be too disheartened. There are other fish in the pond. (Even though some might not be so stupid to catch the bait, lmao. Get the joke? Nvm). Because once again, there's never much of a realistic chance you'll make it all the way.
And I still don't believe, that no matter what you two went through at this age (no sex joke here), that he's the best guy to ever exist. No "best guys to ever exist" dump a girl just because he didn't have feelings for her anymore. Furthermore, that "best guy" wouldn't even date you unless he was sure he really really loved you. Trust me, if that guy's the best guy you've GOT TO make more friends.
Get over him. Just get over him. Sometimes things just don't work out and there's NOTHING you can do about it. No matter how many 0's you put in your decimal percentage chance you'll get back with him, It won't happen. Unless of course there's a miracle. But what are the odds.
You just got to let go, and truly truly tell your heart that he ain't worth it. If you are truly beautiful in there (I meant heart, you sick ***), the right person will come. Also, if other people come knocking your door and you don't really like them or want them to be your partner, just reject them. No matter how much its gonna hurt the guy.
Thing is, the trick is to reject the guy as harshly as possible and pound him till every inch of dignity in him flies to Africa. He'll get over it, even if he cries a few times in bed. If he tries to cut himself or thinks about suicide, then he's a pussy. If you don't do that, he'll probably come pestering you again because he thinks "Persistance is the key". It doesn't work that way, well, sometimes. Unless its the movies then yes, it works.
I might have gone slightly out of point but that's all I gotta say. Once again, its only my opinion. Don't have to be so serious about it. Signing off after Tottenham's 2 - 1 victory over Liverpool at 3.08am, good night Singapore.
-Renald
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