For those who've been there, and been through that, break-ups are not easy. Sometimes you want to kill. Somtimes you want to let it go. And then again sometimes you want to wipe them off the face of this earth. All natural and normal emotions, I agree but I agree more with the third. No, actually not.
Ok, no, I think I do agree with that.
Ok, no, I don't.
Kidding, as I sometimes do, break-ups are very serious and I hate dealing with them. Mostly I hate dealing with others' break-ups. Please don't call me if you're breaking up with your boyfriend or girlfriend, I hate consoling people and I honestly have better things to do in life. (Like catch the latest episode of "Modern Family", for example, even though they don't do jokes anymore.) It sucks even more when the person who's going through a break-up is you. I'm not a sucker for consoling as it is, and the only thing I hate more than that is going to someone to be consolde. Yuck!
My way of dealing with a break-up is SILENCE. I guess I ignore the problem into oblivion. But oblivion isn't real and ignorance turns to "awkward situations" more often than I'd like it. Getting attached to someone is bad only when you know that the relationship is coming to an end and there will be no baby-talk (hurrah for that, I guess...?), no whispering into the phone at night, no lunches/dinners etc., etc. Being single for only as long as you want to is AWESOME. But the tough thing is when to finally make the sucking episode end.
So, brothers and sisters in break-up world- Wait, I shouldn't call you all "brother and sister" if you're single and out there. Means I have a flimsy chance with any one of you. Anyway, point being that being single for as long as I've been now, I can't say that I haven't wanted to kick someone's ass in public. More than a million times actually!! I've practiced air kicking and imaginary but fatal karate chops to the necks of my bozos. I've learned kung fu and krav maga from TV and imagined myself applying those.
But the real question is, have I got anywhere with this?
Imaginary self-defence or not, now my face does seem scary to perverts and they've kept their distance. Also, I've learned that the best way to deal with a break-up would be ice-cream or a new diet plan (keeping my weight-conscious sisters in mind). So even though I want to kick your face off, you bozo, I'm not going to. I don't want to spill my ice cream (or fat-free salad) and I certainly plan to enjoy it for as long as I like.
Singletons, life isn't simple and that's the bitchin' fact. Bitchin' can be fun too, you know. Being a bitch means not taking anyone's shit on your face. But there can be some"talking behind your back" stuff going on. What the hell! My ovaries (I use them here as a reference to the female equivivalent of "balls") are stronger than steel and can take on any "back-talk". And they certainly can handle break-ups, no matter how hard they seem to be at first.
The sun will shine, day after day. And so will the moon.
Ok, no, I think I do agree with that.
Ok, no, I don't.
Kidding, as I sometimes do, break-ups are very serious and I hate dealing with them. Mostly I hate dealing with others' break-ups. Please don't call me if you're breaking up with your boyfriend or girlfriend, I hate consoling people and I honestly have better things to do in life. (Like catch the latest episode of "Modern Family", for example, even though they don't do jokes anymore.) It sucks even more when the person who's going through a break-up is you. I'm not a sucker for consoling as it is, and the only thing I hate more than that is going to someone to be consolde. Yuck!
My way of dealing with a break-up is SILENCE. I guess I ignore the problem into oblivion. But oblivion isn't real and ignorance turns to "awkward situations" more often than I'd like it. Getting attached to someone is bad only when you know that the relationship is coming to an end and there will be no baby-talk (hurrah for that, I guess...?), no whispering into the phone at night, no lunches/dinners etc., etc. Being single for only as long as you want to is AWESOME. But the tough thing is when to finally make the sucking episode end.
So, brothers and sisters in break-up world- Wait, I shouldn't call you all "brother and sister" if you're single and out there. Means I have a flimsy chance with any one of you. Anyway, point being that being single for as long as I've been now, I can't say that I haven't wanted to kick someone's ass in public. More than a million times actually!! I've practiced air kicking and imaginary but fatal karate chops to the necks of my bozos. I've learned kung fu and krav maga from TV and imagined myself applying those.
But the real question is, have I got anywhere with this?
Imaginary self-defence or not, now my face does seem scary to perverts and they've kept their distance. Also, I've learned that the best way to deal with a break-up would be ice-cream or a new diet plan (keeping my weight-conscious sisters in mind). So even though I want to kick your face off, you bozo, I'm not going to. I don't want to spill my ice cream (or fat-free salad) and I certainly plan to enjoy it for as long as I like.
Singletons, life isn't simple and that's the bitchin' fact. Bitchin' can be fun too, you know. Being a bitch means not taking anyone's shit on your face. But there can be some"talking behind your back" stuff going on. What the hell! My ovaries (I use them here as a reference to the female equivivalent of "balls") are stronger than steel and can take on any "back-talk". And they certainly can handle break-ups, no matter how hard they seem to be at first.
The sun will shine, day after day. And so will the moon.
