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Death Note On A Friend

Zero ten. third month of the year two double and seven. i need a new aspect and thus, a prospect. My mobile phone’s the only medium to keep my eyelids open. Then out of the blue and yellow, I decided to let this very important person in my life, which has been also the only person whom I am texting for these past days, emancipate her true emotions towards something, as I will be her medium to end her determent. Please be warned that the contents of this page is focused on luridness.

now to start my first death note…
please be reminded that some contents are, I, edited.

I knew that it was another different day for me. I woke up with my usual headache and felt lazy to do my Saturday habits – the chores of washing my own clothes. And so before dipping myself on bubble soaps, I first ended up on browsing my cellphone, looking for my class mates’ untiring gee-ems! hehehe.

Around 4:00, ben-cute (yea. the blog owner) asked me a favor bout this new post. he asked me to do his new post regarding something in link to me because he told that, “mas marami kang alam sa issue eh…” and tada! e2 nah.

Uhm… it’s about this girl whom I know for almost four years of staying in southridge grounds. I never thought that I would hate her this much. It all started when she had this admiration on a guy while having a commitment on “another guy”. let’s just name the flirt with a variable p and a latter one and the “another guy” as variable with a latter two. the said incident happened during the campaign churva on alma mater falkner. hmpf! i confronted p1 for doing such flirty acts in front of me’ “hello! pakisabi naman sakin… GF ka ng kapatid koh!” (I think you already new what this post is all about, eh?)

Enough of that story ‘cause I already forgave her. but unfortunately this time, she’s (p1 again) messing up in my fuckin’ brain again! ayoko na sana makialam pero, i think apektado na din family naming eh.

you know what?! if a person you loved / obsessed with dumped you already, tanggapin mo na. wag mo na sanang ibahin yung sitwasyon at istorya na ikaw yung makikipag-break (daw?!). and malinaw naman yung sinabi mo eh dba, na once na maibalik na sayo lahat ng gamit na binigay mo, then break is the word (tama ba yun?!) and to the point na magsisinungaling ka sakin na sasabihin mo na dito ka sa place na to’ but the truth is pinilit mo lang makapunta sa bahay na tinutulugan ni (p2) para awayin lang xa. (anu sa tingin mo sa tita ko at tsaka sa pinsan koh? sinungaling?) helow, place namin un, dami makakakita sau. saka anu tingin mo sa kuya ko?! mukang pera?! xa na nga tong nagmamagandang loob na ihatid ka eh, bakit kelangan mo pa xa batuhin ng pera mo? saka kung may mukang pera sa inyo, ikaw yun! feeling ko… xe bakit mo sisingilin si p2 ng five seven and zero Philippine peso for the load? Sinabi ba nyang loadan mo xa every time na wala xang load??! Ler!!?! (grabe! nangigigil ako sa galit sayo!!!)

I think mas better yung di kita pinagpilitan sa kuya koh. it’s all my fault. kasi I thought na you two would be a nice (not perfect. I repeat not perfect.) couple. pero everything, every moment that you had with my brother, you based it all for the materials, artywonkies and whatnots. napaka-materialistic mo. I never thought na our friendship would end up this way. you gave my family, especially my brother a big, big, big scar na nagtrigger ng gantong galit ko sayo. Nasabi ko nga sayo dati, never hurt my family, especially mga kapatid ko kasi mahal ko yung mga yun, lalo na si kuya ko.

Kaya isa lang masasabi ko sayo ngayon:

BACK-OFF!

Ciao.

Not the ending remarks. For my perspective, all I can say to the person involve: maybe you should take her last words and scram. (well, that includes you to me) and you know what? you’ve hurt one of the most important person for me. and for that, you have messed with the wrong person who can provoke pandemonium in just swing of a pen and a paper to use. I think… I’ll have this person be listed in my notebook, if you know what I mean.

toodles.

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