We all have our love and loss
stories, or drama to say the least. Yep, you are not spared from the theatrics
so let’s face it. The word drama fits
the tragic heartbreak story you, me and almost everybody has gone through at
one point – like how the shoes fit Cinderella. You can bet your boos Cinderella
either had the smallest or biggest size that it didn’t fit anybody.
Well, I won’t be talking about
shoes, let’s save that for later. But comparable to however big or small the
shoe sizes were, are your own version of drama and its dynamics (Pa tam-is
tam-is hibi, a dako-dako eye bags, etc.) But just how far have we gone, or are you
going (I’m so sorry if you recently had that tsug tsug beat run slow and weak)
until we’re kind of cool with it? With
this posted as a question and something to ponder on, I had my own share or
reminiscing. (Fade in: Reminiscing track. Fade under)
Here’s some silly things we do. Guilty or not guilty, go find out! Read away!
Here’s some silly things we do. Guilty or not guilty, go find out! Read away!
1. Stalk like a pro.
If you’re still connected
on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram, you’ll realize you’ve never visited his page
as much as you do now. You follow itsy-bitsy updates like who he becomes
friends with or recent places he’s been with who, why and why details of it
through photo tags or posts itself. You become keen on who he hangs out with
now (Is it still his old crew or are there changes?) Well, if you’re not
friends anymore because lakas mo maka ampalaya
plus (bitter) you deleted him or vice versa, you’d request a friend (common
Facebook friend) to check out his timeline and still do the stalking. Until you
discover recent and frequent interactions with a particular someone and it’s a
she! Shebangs baby! But forget the bang, we won’t fast forward to that (HAH!) because
this leads to…
So there’s a new
girl. Well, not totally a new girl perhaps but exchange of likes and timeline
posts and comments are getting very obvious (You mentally keep records of likes
and comments and even remember exactly what photos these were). So you start stalking
the girl. And you start to compare who
looks better, who’s smarter, what does she have that you don’t have or the
other way around and end up either liking her or hating her. (I’d go for the
latter). You hate, okay let’s use the word dislike. You dislike her like you
dislike dropping your newly-bought GTech pen because it won’t work anymore (Odd
analogy?) You look for faults and measures of qualifying yourself better than
her or the best your ex ever had BUT if you obviously know she’s isang paligo, okay 10, better than you
that you can’t find faults, you criticize her grammar. Yes online grammar through posts and captions
to the extent you mentally correct them and could almost smash it on her face. Hahaha.
Even capitalization and spelling. Then you get the lead. Yay!
So you see common
friends around especially his guy pals and instead of just letting it go
spontaneous you speak a pitch higher than your usual when you mention his name.
Well you don’t necessarily ask directly about his whereabouts (Curiosity to
yourself) but make way to mention his name. When you talk to your girlfriends,
it takes no longer than 3 sentences before you mention his name (again). Or her name and discuss how you are greatly
in advantage or make fun or the mental corrections you made in her grammar.
Hmmmn. Not good. Not good.
Thoughts about him
with a new Significant Other were put at bay and focused on him so you remembered
how lovely you were together and suddenly miss him tremendously you had to at
least see his shadow or hear his voice. No chance to see him? No problemo. Borrow
a friend’s phone, number unregistered to ex-boyfriend and ring until he picks
up and you hang up. Wow, some new technique there sissy.
No more wasting of
energy on stalking, asking or calling and texting. You choose the perfect spot
of the room. (The nearer the window with an open view and hustling hair blowing
the hair is, much preferable) and hit play of the greatest bittersweet symphonies
and melodies that tells the most heart-rending stories. Taylor Swift, perhaps?
Yeeeeeee.
Sometimes all we
need is a good cry. Let the mascara get smashed but dearie, never ever forget
to retouch. Focus on you, your
strengths. Being a better person is waaaaayyyy applausable than a madiskarte ex.
Images from google.com/search/break-up-memes
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