.. makes me hurl.
O told me that there is a likely chance of me and my ex of six years getting back together. It was just my luck that my dinner was already fully digested at that time or else it would have made its way to O’s shocked face. Its not that my ex makes me hurl but the fact about recycling a relationship is clearly not on my top priority on my Things To Do Before I Die list.
O recounted that most of his friends who have had long term relationships always get back together even they already have gone through a breakup. There is either a two-year or a year gap before they got back together but bottomline is: after the mudslinging, hate-trashing, face-slapping, and sour graping, they still found a way to find themselves irresistible and are back in each other’s arm. It is so soap opera.
It is so not me.
I may not say things with finality but if I ever get to say anything with this much fervor, it is this, i wouldn’t ever get back on past boyfriends because if I ever did, what have I been doing for 23 years (and counting..)?! RIGHT?
As reiterated on my previous entry, WHY THERE ARE EXBOYFRIENDS, exboyfriends are ex-boyfriends. They are called Exes because they’re already marked out from the map. Its like marking an ex on a calendar from a day that had gone by. Unless you have a time machine that can take you back on that day, then you can but you don’t. So live with the fact that a day marked with an ex cannot be un-exed.
If after 10 years from now and you see me hooking up with any of my exes (I have 3- Jacob, Bryan and Oscar), I give you full authorization to splash margarita on my face provided that you show me this blog. 😉