Tuesday, June 23, 2009

He's just not into you

I bought the DVD quite a while ago but just couldn't find the spare time to watch it, until today. Having to cancel a couple of pre-arranged social engagements and hole up alone in my room with my sensitive tummy, I finally got the chance to put it on the play mode. The movie is packed with so many stars.. Jennifer Aniston, Ben Affleck, Scarlett Johansson, Jennifer Connelly and many more so it was really a surprise that I found the storyline rather... weak. I would have gone for P.S I Love You anytime over this one. But, the final narration at the end of the movie got my attention:

Sometimes, when we're so focused on finding our own happy endings, we don't learn to read the signs. How to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't. The ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. Or maybe a happy ending doesn't include a wonderful guy. Maybe it's you... On your own, picking up the pieces and starting over. Freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just ...moving on..

It is so true right? A few years ago, I too was stupid enough to think that my happiness is dependable on another soul of a different gender.... blame it on all the cheesy hollywood movies (or bollywoood for a certain people) I'd say. When the 'lived happily ever after' notion came crashing down on me one summer morning in 2002 and again in 2004, I nosedived freely to rock-bottom. People around me kept telling that I handled it well but truthfully, I didn't. I was broken into a thousand pieces. This pathetic entry was only a tiny preview of the broken me back then. Over the next year, I was pretty much lost in my own world (ok, may be I still do sometimes!) but at the same time I put myself on an automatic mode and just went crazy doing all sorts of things to keep myself occupied. I practically did and still doing all the things listed in this entry and more. Slowly but surely, my point of happiness shifted and I'm glad. There are so many better things to do, learn and experience than to wallow in loneliness and self-pity, right? The world is already jam-packed with real sufferings like war and poverty that we should just be grateful that we are still living peacefully together with comfortable shelters and more than enough food on the tables.

Ironically enough, I am now becoming an acting agony aunt to some friends with relationship woes. Sometimes I just feel like knocking some heads silly to make them see that life is just too precious to be wasted on some ungrateful men (or women). If he/she causes so much pain and heartbreaks, obviously he/she is not worth your love and tears right? So.. move on and have faith. Something better will surely come along sooner or better. Easier said than done I know (hey, I've been there remember?) but we're responsible for our own destiny so...just beat it!

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My mom just told me that a friend of my younger sister got admitted to a hospital for trying to kill herself over a relationship. Apparently, she has been having an affair with a married man for over a few years and she is suicidal now because the man has been giving 1001 excuses not to marry her. Sorry but I have no sympathy whatsoever for her. Blardy stupid girl I'd say. First of all, why the hell did you get involved with a married man and how selfish could you be for expecting him to leave his wife and kids for you?

Second of all, if you want to kill yourself, just find a knife and stab it directly onto your stomach or heart and it will soon be over. Taking 20-30 tablets of Paracetamol won't kill you... it will just kill your liver and you'll soon becoming a huge life-long burden for your poor parents. There are so many people fighting for their lives all over the world and you don't even value yours? And now with an automatic psychiatric record after your suicidal antics, don't you think your chance of getting the man to marry you just plummeted to nil? Sorry but I just can't tolerate stupid people like this.. Sheesh!

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