Dear readers, my allegiance to MyMultiply is fading and I will soon have my own site hopefully this year to add more arte in your life and to hone my skills in kaartehan. So stay tuned.
But on a more serious note about this blog entry…
I’m pretty sure (or maybe just drunk with vodka) that only a few will get to read this since MyMultiply, the site itself and my readership is slowly decreasing. So here it goes.
I’ve considered myself Superhuman AKA asshole. The 2010 theme was a journey back in search for LoVe. And I did it for fun and to add "a something new" in my egocentric life, which I have loved for years.
I did the dating thing this year. Didn’t blog about it though… uber boring. But thank you for adding a splash of color in my book. No matter how much fun and boring it was with all of you, I still consider myself Superhuman AKA asshole.
And then a person from five years ago reappeared. Thinner this year but I saw something special with the fatness of Christmas past. It was worth knowing. We’ve never been formally introduced. It was only in the eyes that we’ve connected. And so, thrice a week, a mandatory 2-sec eyelash batting was needed to acknowledge each other’s presence. I never make the first move. And this continued for years. Well, I am Superhuman AKA asshole like that.
But one night changed it all when I saw you. It was the fourth time from a regular three, which simply means more eyelash batting for the week. Lucky me. This was something different and I am sure to look forward for something special next week. Thanks to my crazy girl friends buzzed with alcohol and for the love of me, they were able to break the ice between us. And we actually did.
I finally have your name. You finally have mine. But since I am Superhuman AKA asshole, I need to search you in Facebook first and determine if the piece fits right. I’m judgmental like that and looking at your pictures…you so much remind me of ME AKA Superhuman AKA asshole. And I liked it.
I was looking forward to the day that we will meet again and I’m pretty sure we will since we’ve had that 2-sec eyelash batting three times a week for almost five years. My objective was to simply stay alive and do the Superhuman AKA asshole things that I do to enrich myself because I always see you doing the same Superhuman AKA asshole things that I do. The only difference now was that I finally know your name, and you know mine.
Until a friend who also did a research about you for the sake of mine (because I’m maarte like that) told me that you have gone far, far away probably never to come back. And if you do, we probably be rich and famous by then with wrinkles around the eyes, bald even.
I’ve never thought that the Superhuman AKA asshole in me will feel pain. And so for the first time in my life, I’m heartbroken to a person that I barely even know. I now need to find the slightest flaw about you to turn me off because I am Superhuman AKA asshole like that… I need you to get out of my system because I miss the asshole in me.
Lessons learned. Thank you for letting me know that to feel something like this I must look for a 'me' in someone. But for now, I need to bring back the asshole in me. Now I know that I should have made the first move.
