Ex

The worst part about having exes are the fact that people always remind u of them. When I went back to KL, almost everyone that knew me, asked me about Mr. E. I guess its good that they remembered him, but to go on about how he was so good-looking and how we were so suitable and etc, made me despise every moment. Not that he isn’t, I just rather not be reminded of it.

 

Conveniently so, I never thought i’d be the sort of gal who’d repeat the names of ppl I date, but I have a couple of exes who share the same name and it bothers me that when one of the messages me online/MSN, somehow the other will too. Mind you, both of them have never met each other and are in completely different cities. What a weird coincidence.

 

Last thing i’m gonna mention is when u have a day of exes. When randomnly one will call u up and another message u, and then someone mentions something of another. I didn’t have a million relationships, I had a few long term ones, a couple of them were 3 years, then 2 years, then 1year and then it goes down from there of course. I know i bring it on to myself when I write about them, fess my love for them, have a million gazillion pics of our relationship and etc…. well I’m defn changing.

 

No longer writing about my personal life when it comes to dating (aside from stupid funny stories of course).

No more facebook relationship statuses.(sp?)

No form of PDA.

No public pictures of coupledom.

 

How bout that? My blog has to stop becoming a sappy love sick child, and more of a determined career focused woman. Btw, thanks for reading and leaving ur comments guys- makes me know what my friends think of me. 🙂

 

I’m so tired, I have to plan a shoot for tomorrow!