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The unwanted attraction of ending up hurt.

As for an introduction, here I am in my office cubicle adjusting my mind and body to the frustrating sound of my office mate’s mother fucking kblam-ming clickity click sound of him typing in his keyboard which I think he purposely does to irritate me. Oh well just an ordinary day wearing our semi-yaya like blue uniform with my matching red manicures and my hair adorned with my telephone kind of wire pony tails…I sit around and pretend to work on a paper I would not even know how it would start, ..still I have nothing better to do because I just felt that my work piles down and pours to me like ashes during a windy day with construction workers pouring cement in the ground …I try to stay grounded, yeah totally like that, so not worth the time and if you wanna know what are those back logs, god forbid me, I wouldn’t dare to explain it one by one.
Oh well so moving forward to my random topic, “the unwanted attraction of ending up hurt”, as they say some people are blind and deft to the fact that they will never be “him and her” for he maybe in a relationship or the other way around, but why is it that in this lifetime we tend to be more static to emotions of getting hurt, I mean I know loving someone must take up all the courage you have sucked up for the past 4 years of hs, but then again why do we have to settle with something that will not be permanent, something that can only ease your longing of an inspiration for a just a week and will end up with you bleeding in the corner of your room or under the covers  while watching romantic films eating your horrible entrée of home made omellette that you cooked for yourself…



 I know how hard It is to feel this way, though I may be young and my life is just starting I could never understand how 2 hearts cant be destined together immediately, why do we have to meet random bastards that will only deepen our almost mashed potatoed heart, why? 4 years from now I wanna end up somewhere near the end of an happy ending with the guy God truly destined me upon, someone who will truly beseech all my tantrum fits and will purposely fight with me just for a kiss and make up session after wards…I hope someday ill be able to find him, or him being able to find me.




see how girls always fall for the wrong person… always at the wrong time… oh well, if you have experience this, what did you do?


N.
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