Saturday, December 13, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
The Humor of it All
LOL, ROFL, ROFLCopter
Ain't life great? I could say the obvious cliche, but it's Kyla's blog and while she can talk dirty *wink* *wink*, I don't think she would appreciate such a vulgar remark.
Ain't life great? I could say the obvious cliche, but it's Kyla's blog and while she can talk dirty *wink* *wink*, I don't think she would appreciate such a vulgar remark.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Collapsing Heart, Shattering Glass
It was a dimly lit room. Everywhere I look, all I could see was darkness. I held my hand in front of my eyes, but nothing was there. It was as if I had been swallowed by some unknown fabric of space. The air was silent and still; the usual warmth of my room had disappeared. I sat kneeling on my bed and stared into the vast darkness in front of me.
Suddenly, I could hear the ticking of the clock getting louder and louder. It started as a slight tap-tack, tap-tack; then it gained volume as if it was coming closer to my ears. The light ticking became a more noticeable "tak tak tak" and then transformed into an even more apparent "tik-tak tik-tak tik-tak". Once it reached the loudest I could bear, the sound seem to retract back into the darkness again and once more, the room stayed still.
I began to tap my finger on my pillow resting on my lap. A song I've heard long long ago begins to resurface in my mind. I used to love this song so much that I would have all the lyrics memorized. But that was a long long time ago and I have forgotten about this song since then.
I closed my eyes only to find you staring back at me
An image so vivid you seem to be real
What sort of dream is this?
What sort of fantasy are you?
Will you kiss me like you do,
Will you hug me like you do,
Or will you leave me like you did?
I looked into the mirror only to find that I've aged
When was it the last time we met?
I was enthralled and entranced
That we were given a second chance
Now you tell me you miss me
Now you tell me you love me
But are you lying to me once again?
My fragile heart can't take much more
Like glass it will shatter
Like glass it will shatter
I fear my heart will collapse
I walked past the cafe only to find it being torn down
The place where we both encountered
I felt we'd be together forever
I never imagined we'd be apart
Maybe it was just wishful thinking
Maybe it was just anxiety running
Am I going to find another you to replace?
Suddenly, I could hear the ticking of the clock getting louder and louder. It started as a slight tap-tack, tap-tack; then it gained volume as if it was coming closer to my ears. The light ticking became a more noticeable "tak tak tak" and then transformed into an even more apparent "tik-tak tik-tak tik-tak". Once it reached the loudest I could bear, the sound seem to retract back into the darkness again and once more, the room stayed still.
I began to tap my finger on my pillow resting on my lap. A song I've heard long long ago begins to resurface in my mind. I used to love this song so much that I would have all the lyrics memorized. But that was a long long time ago and I have forgotten about this song since then.
I closed my eyes only to find you staring back at me
An image so vivid you seem to be real
What sort of dream is this?
What sort of fantasy are you?
Will you kiss me like you do,
Will you hug me like you do,
Or will you leave me like you did?
I looked into the mirror only to find that I've aged
When was it the last time we met?
I was enthralled and entranced
That we were given a second chance
Now you tell me you miss me
Now you tell me you love me
But are you lying to me once again?
My fragile heart can't take much more
Like glass it will shatter
Like glass it will shatter
I fear my heart will collapse
I walked past the cafe only to find it being torn down
The place where we both encountered
I felt we'd be together forever
I never imagined we'd be apart
Maybe it was just wishful thinking
Maybe it was just anxiety running
Am I going to find another you to replace?
Starlit
Sometimes in life, you run into things that are .........less than perfect.
You don't really know what you're looking for but your instincts tell you that you're lacking in something. But how do you figure out what it is that you're missing. Perfection doesn't exist, so everyone tells me, but I would like to think otherwise. If perfection really did exist, the only reason we're all oblivious to it would be because it was perfect. Let me put it this way, if everything was the same color, we do not perceive boundaries, or any difference between this spot and that spot. Same goes for perfection, if in fact it's flawless, we would not have noticed because our eyes are accustomed to search for "imperfections".
I wonder if that's why no one ever sees perfection and yet have a gut feeling that it's there? So what we usually refer to as perfection in the modern society really isn't all that perfect, in fact, they're the opposite. The more we notice these "perfect things", the less perfect they are and the more flaws we're seeing. To notice such "perfections", their more obvious "imperfections" must have caught our attention first.
You don't really know what you're looking for but your instincts tell you that you're lacking in something. But how do you figure out what it is that you're missing. Perfection doesn't exist, so everyone tells me, but I would like to think otherwise. If perfection really did exist, the only reason we're all oblivious to it would be because it was perfect. Let me put it this way, if everything was the same color, we do not perceive boundaries, or any difference between this spot and that spot. Same goes for perfection, if in fact it's flawless, we would not have noticed because our eyes are accustomed to search for "imperfections".
I wonder if that's why no one ever sees perfection and yet have a gut feeling that it's there? So what we usually refer to as perfection in the modern society really isn't all that perfect, in fact, they're the opposite. The more we notice these "perfect things", the less perfect they are and the more flaws we're seeing. To notice such "perfections", their more obvious "imperfections" must have caught our attention first.
Monday, November 24, 2008
......Odd Reflex
So every time a guy talks about their kids, I have this innate and uncontrollable reflex to look at their face, scroll down to their crotch, and then back up to their face.
I mean is that even natural. It's not like I'm inspecting anything, just a quick and innocent glance when they mention that they have kids.
Weird...............
So yea, that's all for now.
I've been lazy and not writing much..........so much for being responsible, go figure?!
I mean is that even natural. It's not like I'm inspecting anything, just a quick and innocent glance when they mention that they have kids.
Weird...............
So yea, that's all for now.
I've been lazy and not writing much..........so much for being responsible, go figure?!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
So then........
After the "weekend test".....the results are in...........
Well they weren't in the room this time. I was so grateful. Thank Heavens!
But right now I am using the silent treatment for both of them. I'm just not talking to Cheese at all, but with Muffin, I do have business related stuff, so I have to like talk to her......only about business thou.
Anywayz, so then last night. Both of them showed up in the room after a full week of heavenly-divine-absence (which I throughly enjoyed) from the wayward lovers. And as my plan entails, I ignored them both. Well Cheese asked Muffin why I was acting so "weird", and I am just thinking. What do you think Cheese.......silence........avoidance.....you'd think the guy can take a hint.
But no, he doesn't get the idea. Muffin tells him that it was because I was acting like a spoiled child and won't grow up.
That got me so pissed because if I was really like a kid, I would have thrown things on the floor and like yell at them in their face. Thrown more things at them and did all kinds of childish things, but no, I have chosen to be fairly mature and go about it by Avoidance. By not associating with them at all, I have found that I can socialize better without having to like apologize to other people who come to my room and find my roommate halfway naked.
The thing that gets me is that all that I have done has a valid point. I was trying to make a very clear statement that I was unhappy with them and that they really should change for the better. And yet, they are justifying themselves by pushing the blame onto. As if it is really my problem.
Ughh..........seriously I've had enough of them and hopefully I can endure it a little longer before I explode.
Time for some happy news:
Kyla has two tests coming next week.
Yeah, talk about happy news, this isn't happy at all. >.< Actually it's pretty depressing.
But what can I do, I really need to study harder and more homework practice.
Well they weren't in the room this time. I was so grateful. Thank Heavens!
But right now I am using the silent treatment for both of them. I'm just not talking to Cheese at all, but with Muffin, I do have business related stuff, so I have to like talk to her......only about business thou.
Anywayz, so then last night. Both of them showed up in the room after a full week of heavenly-divine-absence (which I throughly enjoyed) from the wayward lovers. And as my plan entails, I ignored them both. Well Cheese asked Muffin why I was acting so "weird", and I am just thinking. What do you think Cheese.......silence........avoidance.....you'd think the guy can take a hint.
But no, he doesn't get the idea. Muffin tells him that it was because I was acting like a spoiled child and won't grow up.
That got me so pissed because if I was really like a kid, I would have thrown things on the floor and like yell at them in their face. Thrown more things at them and did all kinds of childish things, but no, I have chosen to be fairly mature and go about it by Avoidance. By not associating with them at all, I have found that I can socialize better without having to like apologize to other people who come to my room and find my roommate halfway naked.
The thing that gets me is that all that I have done has a valid point. I was trying to make a very clear statement that I was unhappy with them and that they really should change for the better. And yet, they are justifying themselves by pushing the blame onto. As if it is really my problem.
Ughh..........seriously I've had enough of them and hopefully I can endure it a little longer before I explode.
Time for some happy news:
Kyla has two tests coming next week.
Yeah, talk about happy news, this isn't happy at all. >.< Actually it's pretty depressing.
But what can I do, I really need to study harder and more homework practice.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
My Dream...
So I had a dream,
"I was someone's pet and was locked inside a glass cage. I was happy but only when my master came home, which was not often. I would smile when he comes to visit me. I would hug him if he fed me. I would kiss him when he puts me to bed. But when I was alone, and my master was away, I would feel this empty void build up; the feeling is so intense that it always makes me cry.
Then one day, the master never came by. He was gone, and day after day, time passed, and no one came to look after me. I was lonely and hungry. But most of all, I was abandoned. It felt so painful to be forgotten. All I could see were the glass walls that surrounded me and the soft blankets that I slept on. I was alone in this world, no one would care if I cried or laughed; healthy or sick; hot or cold; or even alive or dead.
I kept on waiting day after day, and eventually I lost all track of time. I could no longer remember my master's face except for his silhouette that would linger in my memory when I tried to fall asleep. I no longer knew if I grew old, all I knew was that I would have to live forever in this glass cage.
I could see the world outside, it was beautiful. But I would never be able to leave my prison. It was something I never desire when my master was with me, but now that I'm on my own, it occurred to me that I longed to be roaming in the open fields. The enchanting flower gardens just beyond the creek beside the sloping hills. I wanted to taste the raindrops that fall during the spring showers and feel the icy winds of winter on my cheeks.
Now instead of longing for my master, I longed for freedom. I had almost completely forgotten about my master until I saw a little boy running around the glass cage. This little boy had an uncanny resemblance to the silhouette that always appear in the back of my mind. He had the soft brown hair of my master that once fed me, and the kind eyes that once delivered me to many sweet dreams, and the smile that once brought me so much joy. I was fascinated.
He looked at me and tapped the glass wall. Tak. Tak. I walked over and placed my palm over the little boy's palm. I could feel his warm through the glass; the warmth of another human being. Then a voice must have called the little boy because he turned his head behind him and looked at me with a forced smile. Then he ran down the hills to return to the world unbeknownst to me.
........................
"I was someone's pet and was locked inside a glass cage. I was happy but only when my master came home, which was not often. I would smile when he comes to visit me. I would hug him if he fed me. I would kiss him when he puts me to bed. But when I was alone, and my master was away, I would feel this empty void build up; the feeling is so intense that it always makes me cry.
Then one day, the master never came by. He was gone, and day after day, time passed, and no one came to look after me. I was lonely and hungry. But most of all, I was abandoned. It felt so painful to be forgotten. All I could see were the glass walls that surrounded me and the soft blankets that I slept on. I was alone in this world, no one would care if I cried or laughed; healthy or sick; hot or cold; or even alive or dead.
I kept on waiting day after day, and eventually I lost all track of time. I could no longer remember my master's face except for his silhouette that would linger in my memory when I tried to fall asleep. I no longer knew if I grew old, all I knew was that I would have to live forever in this glass cage.
I could see the world outside, it was beautiful. But I would never be able to leave my prison. It was something I never desire when my master was with me, but now that I'm on my own, it occurred to me that I longed to be roaming in the open fields. The enchanting flower gardens just beyond the creek beside the sloping hills. I wanted to taste the raindrops that fall during the spring showers and feel the icy winds of winter on my cheeks.
Now instead of longing for my master, I longed for freedom. I had almost completely forgotten about my master until I saw a little boy running around the glass cage. This little boy had an uncanny resemblance to the silhouette that always appear in the back of my mind. He had the soft brown hair of my master that once fed me, and the kind eyes that once delivered me to many sweet dreams, and the smile that once brought me so much joy. I was fascinated.
He looked at me and tapped the glass wall. Tak. Tak. I walked over and placed my palm over the little boy's palm. I could feel his warm through the glass; the warmth of another human being. Then a voice must have called the little boy because he turned his head behind him and looked at me with a forced smile. Then he ran down the hills to return to the world unbeknownst to me.
........................
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Kawaiii Harajuku Lovers!
I was surfing the web today and found this cute site with these cute stuff on it!
Please go here
I was so excited, I wanted to buy everything, but alas, Kyla has no money...... ~_~
But if you're bursting at the seams with money, go for it. It's a little bit overpriced, I think, but since the patterns and styles are so CUTE, I'd totally spend that extra little something something.
Please email me a picture of you and your new Kawaii new acquisitions so that I can post them on here for everyone to envy and admire you! >.<
That's all for now!
Silent Treatment..........
Shhhhh!
Well for the past couple of days, I've been giving Muffin and Cheese the silent treatment.
Working well, I must say. Cheese has been staying away from my room for a while now.......I'm so much more happy. And this weekend, it is their test time because when I come back and the door is locked, I will be sad, disappointed, angry, grumpy, and violent!
Let's see how this goes........................
Well for the past couple of days, I've been giving Muffin and Cheese the silent treatment.
Working well, I must say. Cheese has been staying away from my room for a while now.......I'm so much more happy. And this weekend, it is their test time because when I come back and the door is locked, I will be sad, disappointed, angry, grumpy, and violent!
Let's see how this goes........................
Thursday, October 16, 2008
My First Blog!
I'm so excited! This is my first time blogging, hope I'm interesting enough >.< First off, a little bit about myself. My name is Kyla and I love sweets (like candy and stuff); thus---SweetKyla! I am a college student and plan to major Economics.......hope I' smart enough o_O Anywayz.....school has been pretty busy lately with lotz of test and homework. But I find my personal life much more interesting than my academic career. Even if there are a few rare exceptions. Lately, I'm not on such good terms with my roommate. Let's call her Muffin, so that we're not naming any names here, and her boyfriend Cheese. So we were all friends during our freshmen year of college right? Then around Dec. of last year (2007), they started going out....I mean I was all happy with them and stuff, but things just got more awkward. A lil' background first:
* I was silly and pretty stupid to make out with Cheese and had an undefined "dating thing" going on for 2 weeks back in Oct. 2007. I wish I could erase the past....but alas...it's impossible..............with present technology. Gosh darn it!
* Muffin is very special......she was Queen Bee in high school, but now in college, she has to regain her position slowly. She also has problems with her parents, they either want her to get a boyfriend fast so that she can get married before she's 25 or they want her to change her major from Pre-med to BioChem to Law to English to Business to Math to Comp Sci to Economics............you get the idea.....>.<
* Cheese is a very troubled boy......his parents are divorced and he blames that for everything. He is also horny.......I mean seriously, would a guy sleep, and I mean literally REM cycling, at 4 in the morning with 3 other girls on the same bed?! Well, me and Muffin and Muffin's roommate (let's call her Cookie) all slept in the same bed with Cheese. I know, that was such a bad decision right? Something's bound to go wrong when you do this kind of thing more than once............and so this lasted for about 3 or so weeks......
* Did I mention that Muffin and Cheese look like they're anorexic....I mean they could fly away if the wind blew a little harder.....sheesh.....they're have such unhealthy diets and lifestyles.....
* Eventually all college students get together and "making outs" happen.......
* I must have been under some devilish influence to start brushing up against Cheese when we were all in bed at night...........is this female hormones acting up? Stupid Kyla, stupid idiot Kyla...........so we did a so called dating thing for 2 weeks before he decided he needed to break up with me.
* It must have been really unimportant to me because I didn't cry, I mean I didn't even feel sad or depressed when we broke up (apparently from a nonexistent relationship, or one built solely on physical attraction anyways). Shouldn't I be in tears and have a rebound period .....No .........Kyla was just very embarrased to admit to other people what happened.
* Long story short, the pair hooked up by Dec. 07 and have been going out ever since til now.
This year, Muffin and I have become roommates. We made an agreement last year that Cheese can not sleep over in "our" room ever.
I also live near my home, so I usually go home on weekends and so I told her that if they needed private time for hinky-pinkying, they should do so only when I'm not on campus. I thought that I was respecting them and being tolerant and fair.
Well..........I was apparently wrong.
Cheese would now constantly show up in my room...and be on Muffin's bed ....they're always either kissing and sucking each other's tongues or making out and touching each other.......I mean a little further down, Cheese's hand would be in Muffin's pants....>.< Arghhhh..........didn't I just told them to do that when I'm not physically present......I thought that was very rude of them to violate our agreement. Okay ....I'll let that go, they're passionate lovers that need to PDA because they're insecure......or at least that's what I thought. Next thing you know, I go home on Saturday......come back Sunday night, and the door is locked. Well I have a key, I turn the key and I hear bedsheets shuffling and a loud mumbling yell "Stop. Wait. Hold On." Now ladies and gentlemen, what do you think is going on? The pair were sleeping naked together, but not sexing....so they tell me. I specifically told them not to sex in my room.....if you're gonna do so, please do so in Cheese's own room and don't invade my space like that. Ugh..........this happened for like the whole year from when we started school to right now, and I expect this trend to continue. So I discuss this with Muffin. And the answer I get is : "Kyla, I'm not gonna change my ways. " "Kyla, we're not gonna stop doing things in the room." I mean WTF, what is that suppose to mean. I really thought that I was considerate enough to give them the weekends to do their private thing, the least I expect back was some respect and decency when I return. They also obviously don't leave the room on weekends because the room is always a mess after I have sweeped the floor on the Friday before I left. I come back, there's candy on the floor, pizza toppings (they've been eating pizza every weekend for the past 4 weekends) , and all kinds of trash.....they also don't pick it up during the weekdays either.....so I have to become the maid and get our room looking decent again....>.< I was thinking that maybe I'm being sensitive and selfish by thinking this way. But I've spoken to at least 7 friends of mine that are telling me to do one or all of the following:
1. file a formal compliant to our residential college associate
2. request a transfer of rooms, so that I can get a new roommate at a different dorm room.
3. Talk/negoiate with her and him so that we can have a compromise
4. Beat the shit out of my roommate, the bitch
5. Beat the shit out of Cheese, the deutchbag (not sure I spelled that right)
6. @$$%%^%^$%#@$
But I really didn't want this to get ugly between us, since we're all friends. But I get the feeling that I'm being used and that the word "friend" really isn't defining what she treats me as.
So my alternative to avoid this bloody mess was to set up a schedule of when Cheese can be in the room. So when he's in the room, I'll leave, and when I'm in the room, he's not allowed.
Hopefully by implementing this plan, things should work out fine.
For two days, I've set this up..........it doesn't seem to be doing much.
Well, right now.......I am calmly angry (I'm not violent angry) at them, so I'm giving them the silent treatment for 2 whole days now. Cheese hasn't shown up much around my room.....but I suspect that he's just staying away for a brief period of time hoping I will cool down and then he can revert to his old ways again.
I'm just so annoyed by their nonexistent shamefulness.....they have no integrity or shame. They are pissing me off seriously........I think I deserve better. The fact that they also haven't done anything to try an reform their wicked ways is also giving me the impression that they really don't care how I feel.
I just don't know what else to do if this continues. To file a complaint or to do anything formal would result in a destruction of our friend.....everything will be lost, our friendship destroyed, and things will get ugly.......I really never want to get to that point.
What can I do in this situation? Am I in the right or wrong? IS there a different solution to this dilemma? Are they being right by acting like the misunderstood lovers that the world just hates because they are shameless?
...........ooookkk.................I'm done grumbling for now.......I do feel a little better now that all this is written out and I really hope someone can give me some pointers as to what to do about this.
I'll try to keep you all posted on what happens next. Ask me anything if you think it'll help in making your suggestion.
* I was silly and pretty stupid to make out with Cheese and had an undefined "dating thing" going on for 2 weeks back in Oct. 2007. I wish I could erase the past....but alas...it's impossible..............with present technology. Gosh darn it!
* Muffin is very special......she was Queen Bee in high school, but now in college, she has to regain her position slowly. She also has problems with her parents, they either want her to get a boyfriend fast so that she can get married before she's 25 or they want her to change her major from Pre-med to BioChem to Law to English to Business to Math to Comp Sci to Economics............you get the idea.....>.<
* Cheese is a very troubled boy......his parents are divorced and he blames that for everything. He is also horny.......I mean seriously, would a guy sleep, and I mean literally REM cycling, at 4 in the morning with 3 other girls on the same bed?! Well, me and Muffin and Muffin's roommate (let's call her Cookie) all slept in the same bed with Cheese. I know, that was such a bad decision right? Something's bound to go wrong when you do this kind of thing more than once............and so this lasted for about 3 or so weeks......
* Did I mention that Muffin and Cheese look like they're anorexic....I mean they could fly away if the wind blew a little harder.....sheesh.....they're have such unhealthy diets and lifestyles.....
* Eventually all college students get together and "making outs" happen.......
* I must have been under some devilish influence to start brushing up against Cheese when we were all in bed at night...........is this female hormones acting up? Stupid Kyla, stupid idiot Kyla...........so we did a so called dating thing for 2 weeks before he decided he needed to break up with me.
* It must have been really unimportant to me because I didn't cry, I mean I didn't even feel sad or depressed when we broke up (apparently from a nonexistent relationship, or one built solely on physical attraction anyways). Shouldn't I be in tears and have a rebound period .....No .........Kyla was just very embarrased to admit to other people what happened.
* Long story short, the pair hooked up by Dec. 07 and have been going out ever since til now.
This year, Muffin and I have become roommates. We made an agreement last year that Cheese can not sleep over in "our" room ever.
I also live near my home, so I usually go home on weekends and so I told her that if they needed private time for hinky-pinkying, they should do so only when I'm not on campus. I thought that I was respecting them and being tolerant and fair.
Well..........I was apparently wrong.
Cheese would now constantly show up in my room...and be on Muffin's bed ....they're always either kissing and sucking each other's tongues or making out and touching each other.......I mean a little further down, Cheese's hand would be in Muffin's pants....>.< Arghhhh..........didn't I just told them to do that when I'm not physically present......I thought that was very rude of them to violate our agreement. Okay ....I'll let that go, they're passionate lovers that need to PDA because they're insecure......or at least that's what I thought. Next thing you know, I go home on Saturday......come back Sunday night, and the door is locked. Well I have a key, I turn the key and I hear bedsheets shuffling and a loud mumbling yell "Stop. Wait. Hold On." Now ladies and gentlemen, what do you think is going on? The pair were sleeping naked together, but not sexing....so they tell me. I specifically told them not to sex in my room.....if you're gonna do so, please do so in Cheese's own room and don't invade my space like that. Ugh..........this happened for like the whole year from when we started school to right now, and I expect this trend to continue. So I discuss this with Muffin. And the answer I get is : "Kyla, I'm not gonna change my ways. " "Kyla, we're not gonna stop doing things in the room." I mean WTF, what is that suppose to mean. I really thought that I was considerate enough to give them the weekends to do their private thing, the least I expect back was some respect and decency when I return. They also obviously don't leave the room on weekends because the room is always a mess after I have sweeped the floor on the Friday before I left. I come back, there's candy on the floor, pizza toppings (they've been eating pizza every weekend for the past 4 weekends) , and all kinds of trash.....they also don't pick it up during the weekdays either.....so I have to become the maid and get our room looking decent again....>.< I was thinking that maybe I'm being sensitive and selfish by thinking this way. But I've spoken to at least 7 friends of mine that are telling me to do one or all of the following:
1. file a formal compliant to our residential college associate
2. request a transfer of rooms, so that I can get a new roommate at a different dorm room.
3. Talk/negoiate with her and him so that we can have a compromise
4. Beat the shit out of my roommate, the bitch
5. Beat the shit out of Cheese, the deutchbag (not sure I spelled that right)
6. @$$%%^%^$%#@$
But I really didn't want this to get ugly between us, since we're all friends. But I get the feeling that I'm being used and that the word "friend" really isn't defining what she treats me as.
So my alternative to avoid this bloody mess was to set up a schedule of when Cheese can be in the room. So when he's in the room, I'll leave, and when I'm in the room, he's not allowed.
Hopefully by implementing this plan, things should work out fine.
For two days, I've set this up..........it doesn't seem to be doing much.
Well, right now.......I am calmly angry (I'm not violent angry) at them, so I'm giving them the silent treatment for 2 whole days now. Cheese hasn't shown up much around my room.....but I suspect that he's just staying away for a brief period of time hoping I will cool down and then he can revert to his old ways again.
I'm just so annoyed by their nonexistent shamefulness.....they have no integrity or shame. They are pissing me off seriously........I think I deserve better. The fact that they also haven't done anything to try an reform their wicked ways is also giving me the impression that they really don't care how I feel.
I just don't know what else to do if this continues. To file a complaint or to do anything formal would result in a destruction of our friend.....everything will be lost, our friendship destroyed, and things will get ugly.......I really never want to get to that point.
What can I do in this situation? Am I in the right or wrong? IS there a different solution to this dilemma? Are they being right by acting like the misunderstood lovers that the world just hates because they are shameless?
...........ooookkk.................I'm done grumbling for now.......I do feel a little better now that all this is written out and I really hope someone can give me some pointers as to what to do about this.
I'll try to keep you all posted on what happens next. Ask me anything if you think it'll help in making your suggestion.
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