Psycho Plastic Girl
A friend far far away has just made my day. Weekend. Week! Oh whatever. No wait. Psycho Plastic Girl (PPG) has made our day! Right babe? Haha.;)
If it's one thing we both hate, it's plastic girls. You know, those girls who get in touch with you only when they need something or in her case, information. They are the type of girls whom you've never had a real and decent conversation with in the time you've known each other but when they need something from you, they act like they're your best friend.These kinda girls are the type who are weak, so weak that when they break-up, they think the world is going to end and cry endlessly for months on end.
Newsflash: There's no use chasing after a lost cause.
So yesterday, PPG sent a message to my friend asking for the low down on me. (I'd like to take this opportunity to thank her for showing the message to me...loff ya babe!) It's usually not something to b*tch about, but in this case, it was totally unexpected. Out of the blue. Bluer that blue! Because she doesn't even consider PG as a friend. And yet, PPG is basically asking her to be her spy even though she's thousands of miles away. The message provided her with amusement in the midst of a crappy day, and in return, her rambling and grunting caused me to just laugh out loud a couple of times until my mum remarked that I look like a space cadet laughing by myself! But it just couldn't be helped. And to think all of this hoo-haa was caused by a single message.
Frustrating. Tsss. And yo, don't go around telling people you're strong, so strong that a guy was "begging" to take you back and that he was the one who wants to be with you and all the other bullcrap. Strong my ass. If you are strong, don't do crazy silly things, or sins rather. And honestly, the people you tell it to are annoyed and don't want to be involved. And this goes for the rest of the weak chicks out there. You got MAJOR issues and no medication is gonna help. You need to go rediscover yourself, and find out what it means to be a real woman.
You all aren't doing the female species any good. This is the frikin 21st century homegirls! Try and stand up for yourselves. "Fight for your right." All you have in this world is your own self. Your dignity, your pride. So what if your husband is hardworking or wealthy? Who knows what will happen tomorrow? He could be gone in an instant. And what have you got for yourself? Love your man and take care of him but make sure you have something to fall back upon. It's a wonderful feeling to make your own money and spend it knowing that it's your own sweat and blood.
I have girlfriends, and I try my best to comfort them when they are heartbroken. It's a harsh world out there, but the true reality is that the world will still turn and there will be a tomorrow. If your relationship ends, cherish the happy memories and hold on to them by letting go. There are other people out there waiting to love you...the end is only the beginning of greater things to come. You just have to learn to accept that all good things must come to an end.
I'm not superwoman. I get hurt too. But I get over it. Life's too short to sulk about someone everyday. That's just wasting time. If the person truly meant something to me, I'll wait for our paths to cross again. Coz I've said it before and I'll say it again: I believe in destiny. But what I won't do is revolve my world around a guy, force him (directly or indirectly) to be with me, and then stalk every person within 6 degrees of him. As my friend puts it best, PPG is taking stalking to a whole new level. Anyhoo, where's the sense in that? In a relationship, you don't force love to develop...it develops itself. I wouldn't want to be involved with someone knowing that he's with me because he pities me or feels guilty. I have that much of pride in me.
And for those of you who say that "He's the one for me" or "We're meant to be together", come on! That's just ridiculous. It's not for us to decide who we're meant to be with. Just let everything fall in to place. Don't search for love, let love hit you like a head on collision. "You'll never find it if you're looking for it." And to say those things about someone after you've broken up...now that's something to laugh about. Hello? If you guys are meant to be together, then why the heck were you two not together? Get a reality check. When a hint comes your way, try and take it as a sign.
I love men. And when I love, I love. It's always the little things in a relationship that I like. I love showering him with hugs and kisses, caring and worrying about him, being there for him through the tough times and the good times. I love having butterflies in my stomach whenever we see each other, cooking him a romantic dinner, burning a cd with songs that we both love and just making sure that he feels wanted and loved.
Grrrness. Glad I got that out of the way. And I'm glad I got a certain friend by my side. It's amazing how much we think alike.:)
If it's one thing we both hate, it's plastic girls. You know, those girls who get in touch with you only when they need something or in her case, information. They are the type of girls whom you've never had a real and decent conversation with in the time you've known each other but when they need something from you, they act like they're your best friend.These kinda girls are the type who are weak, so weak that when they break-up, they think the world is going to end and cry endlessly for months on end.
Newsflash: There's no use chasing after a lost cause.
So yesterday, PPG sent a message to my friend asking for the low down on me. (I'd like to take this opportunity to thank her for showing the message to me...loff ya babe!) It's usually not something to b*tch about, but in this case, it was totally unexpected. Out of the blue. Bluer that blue! Because she doesn't even consider PG as a friend. And yet, PPG is basically asking her to be her spy even though she's thousands of miles away. The message provided her with amusement in the midst of a crappy day, and in return, her rambling and grunting caused me to just laugh out loud a couple of times until my mum remarked that I look like a space cadet laughing by myself! But it just couldn't be helped. And to think all of this hoo-haa was caused by a single message.
Frustrating. Tsss. And yo, don't go around telling people you're strong, so strong that a guy was "begging" to take you back and that he was the one who wants to be with you and all the other bullcrap. Strong my ass. If you are strong, don't do crazy silly things, or sins rather. And honestly, the people you tell it to are annoyed and don't want to be involved. And this goes for the rest of the weak chicks out there. You got MAJOR issues and no medication is gonna help. You need to go rediscover yourself, and find out what it means to be a real woman.
You all aren't doing the female species any good. This is the frikin 21st century homegirls! Try and stand up for yourselves. "Fight for your right." All you have in this world is your own self. Your dignity, your pride. So what if your husband is hardworking or wealthy? Who knows what will happen tomorrow? He could be gone in an instant. And what have you got for yourself? Love your man and take care of him but make sure you have something to fall back upon. It's a wonderful feeling to make your own money and spend it knowing that it's your own sweat and blood.
I have girlfriends, and I try my best to comfort them when they are heartbroken. It's a harsh world out there, but the true reality is that the world will still turn and there will be a tomorrow. If your relationship ends, cherish the happy memories and hold on to them by letting go. There are other people out there waiting to love you...the end is only the beginning of greater things to come. You just have to learn to accept that all good things must come to an end.
I'm not superwoman. I get hurt too. But I get over it. Life's too short to sulk about someone everyday. That's just wasting time. If the person truly meant something to me, I'll wait for our paths to cross again. Coz I've said it before and I'll say it again: I believe in destiny. But what I won't do is revolve my world around a guy, force him (directly or indirectly) to be with me, and then stalk every person within 6 degrees of him. As my friend puts it best, PPG is taking stalking to a whole new level. Anyhoo, where's the sense in that? In a relationship, you don't force love to develop...it develops itself. I wouldn't want to be involved with someone knowing that he's with me because he pities me or feels guilty. I have that much of pride in me.
And for those of you who say that "He's the one for me" or "We're meant to be together", come on! That's just ridiculous. It's not for us to decide who we're meant to be with. Just let everything fall in to place. Don't search for love, let love hit you like a head on collision. "You'll never find it if you're looking for it." And to say those things about someone after you've broken up...now that's something to laugh about. Hello? If you guys are meant to be together, then why the heck were you two not together? Get a reality check. When a hint comes your way, try and take it as a sign.
I love men. And when I love, I love. It's always the little things in a relationship that I like. I love showering him with hugs and kisses, caring and worrying about him, being there for him through the tough times and the good times. I love having butterflies in my stomach whenever we see each other, cooking him a romantic dinner, burning a cd with songs that we both love and just making sure that he feels wanted and loved.
Grrrness. Glad I got that out of the way. And I'm glad I got a certain friend by my side. It's amazing how much we think alike.:)