EXtreme Sacrifice. I don’t know why it’s always this friggin hot every holy week particularly the last three days of it. I was roasted in my bed this morning. I am sweating with the rest of the Philippines. I want to shout!! But then again, no!! Hot!!

“I have moved on,” may be a sentence to cliché-esque in 1jrn2’s quotable quotes thanks to Angela and more thanks to Mr. Buko but however overused it is it still applies. Hot!! Choosing a bf/gf is hard. Maintaining your relationship is harder. Forgetting about him or her is the hardest. Getting over is not an overnight process. You can cry all you want and tell yourself that that will be the last time that bitch is gonna make you cry but still find yourself crying the next day. After days of locking yourself inside your room with your wet pillows and nose filled with dirt, you open your door and decide to eat because you are hungry. Hot!! You can dress up and go to your friend’s house or go to the mall with your buddies and confess to them that you are totally over that guy but still find yourself waiting for a text message from the bastard who made you cry. You can fill your stomach with chocolates and other sweets imaginable then remember the same chocolates and sweets he has given you when he was still willing to spend on you and buy you chocolates then complain that you are getting fat. Hot!! After some weeks of thinking that it is ok for you to become friends with your EX because you think he might be suffering too, you call or text him. Ask him how he is. When he replies to your messages saying that he missed you, you think that there is a possibility for reconciliation. You tell your gal pals that early that you think your EX is planning to get back with you. But then the next day, you find out he is courting someone else. He is courting his ex-girlfriend before you were together. Hot!! You go back locking yourself inside your room and crying and blowing your nose as hard as you can to the point that of losing all your nose hair. You ask yourself what is wrong with you. You speak to yourself in front of the mirror. Hot!! You speak to yourself while listening to your CD player or your MP3 as it plays songs that remind you of that pig and songs that urge you to commit suicide. But then again, suicide is bad. You then choose something that is lesser evil. You plot and scheme. You think of ways on how you can get your boyfriend….oops… ex-boyfriend back. You think of ways on how you and your friends can embarrass the girl he is courting now. Hot!! You now turn yourself into the proverbial mean girl who is out for revenge after his boyfriend left her. But after months and months of trying you still find yourself unsuccessful and you realize how unworthy your EX is of all the things you did and you tried to do. Hot!! You remember how smelly his feet were, how dirty his nails were and how, sometimes, he would even ask you to pay for what he had eaten. You feel stupid but then again you’d feel good because at least that pig is not your boyfriend anymore. You do not have to suffer again bearing with his snout. And you no longer have to experience that EXtreme sacrifice again. You just have to be careful next time.

That’s all folks!! Thanx for being one with the fabulous epal!! God bless us all!!