It is strange what strange people can do to you. When my husband’s friend of 13 years confided his bizarre love story to me some three years ago, I cannot help but to be realistically honest in regards of his wretched girlfriend; that I think she is a fake.
If I were to exchange the word ‘wretched’ there to something more accurately descriptive of her; it would take one whole blog entry of its own and once you read the entry; I am absolutely positive that first you will laugh your head off and then we will all vomit blood together.
Let’s just say that our 31 year old very nice very good buddy started to be in a relationship with a girl he knew from Friendster without actually meeting her, only talk on the phone and chatting together on the net. Though she is in my Friendster list; I too have never met her, and only know about her from one or two times he asked me for an opinion about her.
Until today; I do not even know the girl’s name except for her nickname on Friendster, and the last time he discussed her with me; neither did he! She also would not let him know where she works, and where she stays! They both are living a few kilometers apart in different cities in Selangor but she simply refused to meet him. Have you got the gist?
When he decided to dismiss my negative comment about the strange girl and continue to fall very deeply in love with her, I respect his decision, wish them happiness and just let them be. After all what can I say? He did not approach Azman, when he should have, Azman is his close friend from years ago in Asasi; besides he is 6 years my senior, I don’t think it’s really appropriate to advice someone that older about relationships.
When our friend was in cloud nine he changed from the sporting, nice and funny dude to a very solemn person; a whole world of differences from the loveable friend that have always known. In last December he broke the news of being transferred to work in Borneo for a whole year. Much to his new solitary life; Azman and I decided to throw him a farewell dinner, just us and him with perhaps a couple or more friends.
Now if you were to throw Azman a party would you not invite me? Or if you were to dine with Datuk K would you forget about Siti?
I dropped the girlfriend a message in Friendster to invite her to come along. She declined because she had other arrangements. Very well then what can I say. This happened in January.
A few days ago, the boyfriend approached me in yahoo msgr. And he scolded me! He scolded me for making his girlfriend sad!!!!!! I shall repeat that, for MAKING HIS GIRLFRIEND SAD!
I demanded to know what the hell have I done. He could have answered perhaps I said something wrong to her but nope! He said
‘You tell me!’
Like hell lady! Stop playing dumb; you have hurt my girl’s feeling so you better admit it! Or ‘Sendiri mau ingat la!! Lu kacau awek gua baik lu mengaku aje!’
My jaw dropped to my chest.
I confessed inviting her to the farewell dinner and God knows that was the last time I got in touch with her! I thought hard but could not think of any other time that I have communicated anything to her.
Can somebody please explain to me there are people in this world who find invitations to their own boyfriends’ farewell dinner so bloody offensive until they got hurt so deeply three months later they still cant get over it and send their boyfriends to confront the biatch that did the inviting???????
The urge to vomit blood is very overwhelming.
We are aware that the boyfriend knows what kind of people Azman and I are. He knows that inviting people to dinner is the most natural thing to do; he knows we have friends over for makan-makan all the time but it hurts me much when he ask me not to bother and to leave all the party arranging alone from now on.
Oh how I have sinned.
Just when I could not believe he was saying all this things; he started to state the most unbelievably hurtful things. He explained that the wedding present he gave us was actually from her. Same goes with hotel stay at Penang that he had for attending our wedding was also from her.
So, what did he want me to do? Pay for it back?? Thanks fellas for the present! and I have now learned that paying for wedding presents can make someone an untouchable Goddess. She paid for our present so we must not invite her to dinner. Because that kinda thing irretates her.
And this came from our beloved friend. I am sad. We are sad.
I do not believe the invitation was the actual reason a fully grown up adult came attacking me. She must have made up some stories. I don’t wanna know what that is. She is lucky I am not a freak like her.
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