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Monday, December 19, 2005

Is it not enough you put me through what I went through?

Is it not enough you let HER come into our life?

Is it not enough I lost my appetite and went bulimic and eat only one spoonful of rice every day for 3 whole weeks, and the few times I ate, I threw up all over the bathroom floor?

Is it not enough I cried every night thinking of us, and what I did wrong to deserve what you did?

Ok so fine! So I'm not pretty. I'm not hot. I'm not beautiful. I'm not some fucken 16-yr old juvenile who is a model / flight stewardess / jazz singer / R&B rapper who you can show off to your superficial friends. I concede defeat. Ok? I'm not all of the above and more. So what's your point in telling me all that???

But I know what I am. I am not some worldly-speaking boyfriend stealer who thinks the world of herself from (quote Eli) huh-what-ulu-school-is-that (unquote Eli). I, at least, have my pride and principles. I have never cheated on you, have never gone out with another guy behind your back. Even when you were away for 9 whole months I did not. Never once did. And I never once write about you here for everyone in BlogWorld to see. I have restrained from doing so. Until now, that is.

Just because I date some guys does not make me a slut. After all, you were the Dumper. And I, the Dumpee. So why are you bitter now?

If you're out to deflate my confidence, guess what? You've succeeded. But guess what again? I'm not broken yet. I've chipped a bit here and there, but not yet broken. My girls keep me sane and they keep me grounded. I'm just thankful I have them. Love you, girls.

Oh and then guess what?

I just found out you have stood me up.

the enigma was spotted at 17:34