Writings of someone who is NOT a bubblehead

He posted this on his blog today. I’m pretty sure its for me. Needless to say, I melted into tears

And this is day 9

We broke up on Sunday. It was a mutual thing. This is the first time that I got myself into a serious relationship. We lasted 6 months. I guess we were kind of ‘doomed’ from the start considering that we have different religious backgrounds. We both knew something like this would happen, just not so fast.

He’s a 27 yr old first son in his family and a Muslim. Last week his dad quarreled with him about his life. About how he has to take control of his life. He’s earning a good salary but can’t manage his finances well. He’s staying with his sister who is married with 2 kids with one more on the way who takes care of his laundry and meals. His dad told him to get a grip on his life and get married or else he (his dad) will disown him. I can’t marry him coz I’m not a Muslim and my parents will disown me if I convert. Besides, he would want me to convert because I’m interested in the faith, not because I want to marry him.

I kinda expected his parents to push him to getting married but I didn’t expect it to be this year. I was expecting more like next year when we would have settled down into something more comfortable where perhaps it might be easier to go our separate ways. Not now, 6 mths into the relationship, where we’re still crazy about each other. Not now, so suddenly and out of the blue. Not now when we had made plans to meet after my exams on Monday.

Worst thing is, we broke it off cold turkey. I can’t contact him anymore. Not even for one last meeting. He said we might meet, but I highly doubt that.

I hate feeling like this.

And this is day two

Humans are creatures of habit. This morning I woke up and instantly reached for my phone. And with a half opened eye, peeked to see if he texted me this morning. Upon finding no text, I remembered that we broke it off yesterday.

And I dissolved to tears.

This is the first morning

Is it evil of me to gloat when I find out my friend quarreled with his gf and their relationship is on the rocks now? Ah, a bit of background info first.

This 'friend' of mine is a guy who was well-known as a playboy and I (was unfortunately and naively) also dragged into the delusion that he likes me. He played along, asking me out everyday, doing sweet things and finally when I was going to take it to the next level, he rejected me point blank. The bad thing was, he told our other guy friends about it. And the worst, he still makes rather degrading (sometimes pervy) remarks like calling me a "budak tembam yg sombong" until now. That was my first and last foray into falling within the same clique.

Anyway, he quarreled with the gf because apparently her (male) colleague calls/sms her often and he doesn't like that. He feels threatened because she is a pretty girl with good style sense that men like to look at. Do I see guilt in his actions? Perhaps he regrets the time that he played around with girls and is worried that now that he has a gf, his gf might fall prey to other guys?

Now he calls me and my other gal friends often asking to go out because he feels lonely. Oh, where was he when we wanted to go out and he just got together with his current gf? MIA of course. So sorry boy, but we have our own lives too...