Who, What, When, Where?
I was just talking to a friend of mine on the phone. As usual, email from her was taking its time to reach me and she just couldn't wait to tell me about her stuff. I promised her I would write something in this blog for her. Being the excited freak that I am, I told all my friends about this blog as soon as I released my first post. A day hasn't even passed since my last post, and here I am giving out my third one. Technically, my second.
My friend recently had her heart broken. As I laughingly told her yesterday, theirs is turning out to be the worst break up ever. Fate is toying with her. See, no matter how hard she tries to avoid him, she just keeps on bumping into him. It's funny when fate does that. A simple jeepney ride takes a complicated turn when the person who broke her heart sat in front of her. She's being pretty strong about it. No tears yet, since two days ago. A miracle, considering she has been going out with this guy for more than five years. The minute I heard that she broke up with him, I was expecting tears. As I've said, she's being strong about it. And I am proud of her for that. Thinking about it, I would expect nothing less than the worst break up from them. They were planning to get married in a years time. My friend loved him. Theirs just turned out to be a love that wasn't meant to be. If it was meant to be, shouldn't they be together still?
Try as I might to give her some useful advice, my mind fails me. I just know that she'll get over this someday. I don't know how long it'll take her but, cliche-ic as it may sound, I'm behind her every step of the way.
To my friend, whatever support I may offer you, just remember, my birthday is coming up. ok? :)
DA GANDA blogged @ 7/18/2002 12:54:00 AM
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