The things I learned about being in a relationship

Never on something you cannot off
If you don’t know how to end the relationship in case it turn bad, don’t start it

Don’t on something you want to off anyway
If you are just thinking of fooling around just to see how it goes, screw your F-ed up intentions, homie.

Preheat the oven before you put in the turkey
Let it flow from friendship and wait. So if she’s got a psychotic stalking threathening demonic older sister, you’d already know.

If it’s not broken, you’re blind
No one know when they’re already in denial. Be neurotic about maintaining your romantic relationship. Jennifer Aniston learned it the hard way

Talking too much is a virtue
Communication, communication, communication.

All compasses points north
Notice how you’re always dating the same type of psychotic insane stalking bitches? Yeah? That’s cause they’re always the ones showing interest in you first. And guess what, you always fall into their traps, every single time. So jolly well change your pattern, have some initiative, and choose the chick you wanna date, not the other way around

If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen
If she gets too demanding, or too emotionally challenging, or simply being a 24h PMS machine bitch, you bail. Another good move is to get a pre-nuptial agreement for every marriage you go through.

Repercussions of life

I think a lot sometimes, I really do.

Reached home with a hungry stomach and a banging urge to have another 3 hour conversation over the phone with S.

And then I got to meet a senior who’s getting married by next year. Oh God bless her soul, she’s such an Angel. Hop she’ll overcome her Goliaths in life, with a faith like that.

And then I thought, Hmm, what is the college’s policy on dating your co-workers and uh, say, blogging?

Pardon me for making any sense at this moment, but deja vu can be serious shiit. A colleague of mine is starting to act ALOT like my ex Sephia. Or, maybe it’s just my manic-depression being overwhelmed by the lack of affection on a daily basis.

And darling senior of mine asked how my love life is going. I told her to arrange a mail-order bride for me.

God, I’m really hungry. You there, kiss my bender! Pardon me, its the bi-polar symptoms acting up again.

While I still have the time to pretend like I know photography.

You know, whatever.