Is there such a thing as outta the blue?

Is there such a thing as outta the blue?


Have you ever wondered why people meet people? I have heard all the stories on how it’s a basic need to be loved and accepted, wadda wadda fish paste… But let’s just break this down… from a girls perspective.

So we go out and we look as nice as possible, which in my case takes a shit load of time as I am more comfortable wearing my Jeans and a pair of sneakers than actually getting dolled up and god forbid wearing high heels… now don’t get me wrong, I own them(Aber can confirm this), I just prefer not wearing them… So, back to the point… We go out looking gorgeous and being very uncomfortable, but pulling it off with a sort of class only displayed by royalty in the 18th Centaury. And on the odd occasion you might just meet someone worth meeting… He’s gorgeous, intelligent, sexy and funny – you know all the things you want. You get on like a house on fire… for the first 2-3 weeks. And the shit hits the fan and the bugger shows his true colors. So what went wrong…? Now ladies, I have heard that question over and over again and recently from one of my closest and dare I say dearest friends… Let’s call her Pink…

Pink and I had planned a little get together at my house on the Saturday and then I won the Tickets to go to the MTV alert bash… So she planned to stay the nite… She kept on telling me how happy she was in her relationship and how great things are etc etc… He phoned her about 20 000 times before we went out. And then phoned her again to make sure that we got there safe… the nerve… Anyhoo, we had fun and went home at approx 3:30 the following morning. Thinking all is well with the world.

When I got to work the following Monday there it was… I could almost see the tears when I read the email… he had broken up with her, and she had no clue as to why the prick decided to break her heart… (Now this has been going on for going about 3 weeks now... She just cries and cries, and sms's him and actually just behaves like a teenager...)

And naturally being the person I am I suggested that there must be something seriously wrong with him… However ladies there are always signs, we just choose not to see them. We convince ourselves that we are so in love and that the object of our affection feels the same that we start planning the wedding, and BAM, like being hit by a train, he breaks the news! And then we cry and lose weight and cut our hair and go on a shopping spree.

I think I am writing this only to justify my own behavior, that being said. I am the kinda girl that bolts for the door the second things become too nice… And as my beloved sister eloquently stated one day, when a guy phoned me…

This is what she said.

You are like a flame, and all the other people are moths… They are drawn to you, and the second they come too close, so close to actually be able to touch you. You burn the shit outta them.

And I feel compelled to add that it’s neither the flame nor the moth that’s too blame. Now when a guy asks me why you dumped me, we were getting on famously. What am I to say…? I am a very passionate person, and when I like someone I like them, and it’s the same when I don’t like someone… When it’s over it’s over.

And believe me I don’t wake up one morning after an evening of being totally and utterly in love and say: “Look buddy I just don’t like you anymore… “Oh no, I struggle and fight against it, I argue with myself and whilst doing all this there are SIGNS!!!

Signs like:


1 - Dinner is not cooked.
2 – I can’t see you tonight as I am really tired.
3 - I am going with the girls.
4 – I have a family function and its strictly JUST family.
5 – When I shrug when they touch me… (Surely people that just says it all)

So when I finally get around to doing the breaking up, YOU should have picked something up!

Now some advice for the girls, don’t go phoning them and crying, or leaving voice messages with Toni Braxton’s, Un-break my heart in the background. And the same goes for the guys actually. It’s embarrassing!

So now I am leaving you with a breakup thought…

Thanks for your time and you can thank me for mine, and after that’s said lets forget it!