This months Cleo has an article about things we should know about man. And one part they mention on how majority of woman get cheated at least once in their life. Well unfortunately I am one of them. How I was more or less two timed back in Secondary School, funny thing was I wasn't too hurt about it then when it happen until the feeling sink in and I was annoyed by what a pathetic excuse he had and if he wanted to two timed me he could have gone for a prettier girl and maybe someone more mature.
Yes, he was younger than me a year but I choose him instead of two other guys; and one of them is a real sweet heart and my best friend and well..ex hahax! And so was he. The thing was he went for me and he cheated on me a week later! And he decided to break the news to me when I was having one of my major stress attack. Yes, I can't handle stress easily; I end up having really bad stomach aches and headaches and sometimes even fever and I'll start vomiting and because of that I was send home. It was easy for him to be with his other girl then because at that time my school splited our classes to two classes in the morning another three in the afternoon and while I was in the morning section having to deal with a classmate crushing on me he was with some girl in the afternoon section kissing in public. Thank God I never touched those lips of his.
While I was home I text him saying I wasn't feeling well and was sent home, he asked me to take care of myself and said he was sorry. When I asked why he said because.... And that was the last text he send me. What the f*ck right? It's a good thing I wasn't that into him or else my heart would have been shattered again, the last time it was I cried for 2weeks straight. Couldn't even talk about any good things about the ex and threw everything he gaved me away and it took me 2years to patch things up between us and even now there's an undeniable strain in our friendship cause I can't trust him or put up with his shit anymore. Back to the cheater; he wouldn't reply my textses that my bff had to called him up and dig it out of him, and he even tried to hit on her. Yes his a real d*ck head. And he finally confessed and I actually wanted to track down his other girl and give her a piece of my mind which includes pinning her to the wall and making sure she will never forget this whole experience but friends convinced me not to.
Funny thing is before we dated the very first time I nicked named him 3 d*cks in mandrin..even now when I see him his name doesn't popped in my head it's "3 d*cks" it's a good name for him. Cause I later found out that he apparently loves to hit on any two legged with breast. Apparently if his out with friends and a girl ask if his single even when his not he says yes.
That's the end of my cheating story. Boys don't ever cheat cause we girls can get really violent
XOXO
J
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Wednesday, September 3, 2008
The Cheating Story
Posted by ๑[♥]๑ at 1:11 PM
Labels: Dating, mood = unknown
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Damn rawr wei... hahahaha.... 3 dicks is good ! hahahahahahaha... I'm seriously laughing !
-Angeline-
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