This post is not based
on a real person and is actually just a
story. So enjoy some good humor.
Before I start with the topic, let’s just assume the person
I’m going to be talking about as an anonymous character (for privacy purposes
of course). So let’s just say she’s Miss Aero.
Note: This is a sarcastic post; just in case you misunderstood the (“”) for anything
but a sarcastic indication (and that includes flies too).
Remember how we all saw a bunch of cartoons when we were
little that told us that girls were nothing but cootie-infested demons? Well,
eight months in, and I realize they were right all along! All girls have cooties!
And the one I was unfortunately tangled with, Aero ;) had the worst kind of
infestation. The Emotional one!
Note: I know
this seems like a bunch of crap right now but trust me, it gets better. Keep reading.
It started out on one very, very unfortunate November
evening when that prick Cupid struck me with his damned arrow and laughed
menacingly as he watched me fall for Aero. So Aero had a history with boys, a colourful one at that but only one mattered for her, the last one. The rest were
mistakes as she was naïve at the time (and yes, that part is true). Anyways I
was gullible enough to think that if she was with me she’d forget the last guy
who dumped her. Boy was I wrong! She couldn’t forget him in our 9-month
‘relationship’ and after the whole period, it just HAD to end.
And you guessed it, IT DID! Aero found a lame excuse to ‘get
rid of me’ which I fell for at the time and two months later, I found out she’s
still craving for her ex.
Enough of the backtracking. Now, you’d think why I’d be glad
to have met this…Aero. And why after all this time I’d take the trouble to
waste practically two days of my life to write this post about her? Well, if
you did, well done, because you have no friggin’ idea how a broken heart feels
like. So keep the thoughts to yourself and just read damn it! You see, I learnt some pretty useful things that I need to
watch out for in the future whenever it comes to girls. (Ooh, this is worthy of
another blog post. Something like ‘What I learnt from my ex’). One of them, in fact the prime reason being, is never to trust
girls! Seriously!
Note: (I swear this is the last one) No I’m
not sorry to any girls who’re reading this.
Back to my former point, you just cannot trust girls, with
anything! They’re a huge ball of uncontrollable emotions and mood-swings. One
minute they are all lovey-dovey with you, and the next they’re friggin’ John McClain
from Die Hard! It could be all “I love you. No I love you more. No I love you
the most” kind of crap, and turn out into “Yippee
Ki-Yay mother******!” within seconds!
It’s a shame I couldn’t write everything in this post but
yes, I’ll try to cram the rest into the next one. But if you’re reading this
and you already have a girlfriend, I feel you mate. And the ones who want to
have one, “You’re better off without them!!”
Note: Urmm yea, comment below!
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