CIAO?
Can I Actually move On?
*Strict warning that this isnt one of my usual teeheehee posts. If ur expecting that stop reading now!!!*
Yup! Guess so. Simply delete the number and all other evidence a la my good friend Archer (call log, texts etc). Works like a miracle because the drama queen always causes when I dont text or call back but she specializes in the same.
Wont lie that she wasnt special to me. Wont lie that Im kinda hurting. But Ive been there be4 and know that now's the time to run!!
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My nusu Rwandese Gal. Knew it was too early to call it and calling it would jinx it. Yup, it did! Mixed feelings coz she was getting me to do things I hadnt done in years and that scared me. Ive grown to be wary of missing someone Im not sure is missing me back. Thinking about someone Im not sure is thinking about me. Warm Tusker (er... hate that period, not wary of it).
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So she was like a few months out of a relationship. Knew there was danger but soldiered on. Had been enjoying my single life till she came and messed it all up. The biggest blessing in all this is that she had a situation where she had to make a choice and at the end of it Id know either way. Went to meet her today. My immediate former failure to reply texts and calls had elicited her rage.Thought it was a good sign. Shock on me!
Cool and calm like a Nameless cucumber (shoshomba) she tells me that she's back with her ex. Ati she gave me many chances that I didnt take. As she started to enumerate them I cut her short and told her that when Nadal loses to Federer, last thing he wants to hear from the umpire is the reasons why he lost (in not so many words).
Thank goodness Barca hammered ManU. The disappointments tonight would have been unbearable...
So can I? Yup. Will take me some time but yup! :)
*Strict warning that this isnt one of my usual teeheehee posts. If ur expecting that stop reading now!!!*
Yup! Guess so. Simply delete the number and all other evidence a la my good friend Archer (call log, texts etc). Works like a miracle because the drama queen always causes when I dont text or call back but she specializes in the same.
Wont lie that she wasnt special to me. Wont lie that Im kinda hurting. But Ive been there be4 and know that now's the time to run!!
Subject
My nusu Rwandese Gal. Knew it was too early to call it and calling it would jinx it. Yup, it did! Mixed feelings coz she was getting me to do things I hadnt done in years and that scared me. Ive grown to be wary of missing someone Im not sure is missing me back. Thinking about someone Im not sure is thinking about me. Warm Tusker (er... hate that period, not wary of it).
Body
So she was like a few months out of a relationship. Knew there was danger but soldiered on. Had been enjoying my single life till she came and messed it all up. The biggest blessing in all this is that she had a situation where she had to make a choice and at the end of it Id know either way. Went to meet her today. My immediate former failure to reply texts and calls had elicited her rage.Thought it was a good sign. Shock on me!
Cool and calm like a Nameless cucumber (shoshomba) she tells me that she's back with her ex. Ati she gave me many chances that I didnt take. As she started to enumerate them I cut her short and told her that when Nadal loses to Federer, last thing he wants to hear from the umpire is the reasons why he lost (in not so many words).
Thank goodness Barca hammered ManU. The disappointments tonight would have been unbearable...
So can I? Yup. Will take me some time but yup! :)
Labels: done, gal, inevitable, over, sad
posted by Milonare at 1:21 AM
13 Comments:
Aaw, my darling glow worm! well at least u know and at least Barca won so it didn't end in a double tragedy type of way...and at least I'm still you're number one groupie (woop woop!!)...Rwanda has too many hills anyway! So have a glass of something bubbly on me...it always gets me giggling...and uhm...a glow worms never glum...how can he be glum when the sun shines out his bum?
Glad to see you back on the blog..pole about the chick..
Daud_El_Rude
I shall proceed to make the ultimate female statement.... Awwwwww, sowwy. But as you said, barca hammering man-u (So tempted to smile wickedly here)does soften the blow somewhat... and if that doesn't work Kipepeo and her glow worm (Hehe) are sure to make you cheer up!
I know dudes don't do hugs and stuff, but {{{{Milo}}}}
I got a couple of break up cliches I could share(her loss, you deserve better blah blah), but those things are meaningless, because at the moment, you're feeling the loss, and really she was something.
You'll be fine. I don't think there's anything you could have done. Calls and what not wouldn't have made her not go back methinks, she had an unfinished story, went back to it.
My 0.05cents
aawwwww Milo mingi hugs kijana. nd you Kipepeo lol at Rwanda has too many hills.
It will be fine
Will a beer help during the Friday AGM at the boardroom?
Milo, my guy! What do you say I buy you a beer to drown your sorrows, old mate?
Milo is back!
This calls for a karaoke session where one belts all night about woman doing him wrong. A tableful of girls next to me at Wasanii last month did just that and they seemed to be having themselves a whole lot of fun. Pole, daddy.
*hugs* Great to have you back. Chin up
I hate that part when you like someone whom you are not sure likes you back, seems you and I almost had similar weeks..check out my blog..the maybe (1,2 & 3) posts
Pole dude. You're easy now, yeah?
First off: Your blog is off the hook!
Secondly, I know it's a bit late in the day to comment on this here post but nevertheless, I feel compelled.
Your situation with this Rwandese chick is so eerily similar to mine that I got dejavu down to my bones...
Hehehehe, there I was playing the mac game so hard they were going to hall of fame me before I'd retired.
Then it happened...new gig with more zeroes on the paycheck & relocation to the beachside where the mamsillas are crazy like whoa. But crazy enough I fell hard for this mamsilla who was having a rough time with her boyfie...
Damn shyt had red flags all over it & central command (The Mac in me) was telling me to bail out immediately...but I hang in there,..till it was too late..shit imploded worse than an iraqi IED & at the end of it all I was so 911d i needed a major time out.
But now I'M BACK!!!..Mwaahahahaha...& I packed up the shattered pieces and had them shipped to Siberia...No heart, no soul, just a cold moff Kubaff with a permanent hard on and a dick to grind!!
Cheers.
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