The Twist and Its Aftermath

Last night... Wow... Quite a reveal, huh? I know not a lot of people know about my blog but if you, yes, you, the reader, have a read some of my posts before, you'd be surprised that the last entry wasn't about The Chosen One. Yup... That was a curve ball...

I was browsing through my posts and I came upon "All Boxed Up." By the end of the first paragraph, I mentioned something about "shifting my attention to someone else." Well... Guess what? Last night's post is the very first post about that "someone else." And, unfortunately, things ended even before they began.

Well, things have begun a while back... Waaaaay back... I just haven't spoken about it... I mean, I just haven't blogged about it. I've told a few close friends but they were against it. Like I said last night, they already warned me about it. I should've taken that warning seriously... Lesson learned...

A friend of mine came to me last night right after reading my post. I was, actually, surprised because I was ready to end the day with the weight of the situation still on my shoulders. THANK GOD she knocked on my door, really hard, as if there was some kind of emergency. She even called out, "Jared!" (She calls me "Jared's girl" because I have a massive crush on Jared Leto.) Haha! Leave it to my friend to make a serious matter become a little less serious. We talked in the darkness of the study area, the perfect ambiance to tell her my untold truth. She, too, was surprised when I told her who the person was. She had another person in mind... So... See? CURVE BALL! I don't think anybody saw this one coming. I guess that's the outcome of keeping mum on something for once.

I'm feeling better now... A lot better... I've been feeling better since my friend and had that talk last night. I guess I just needed to let it all out for me to be able to let it go and accept the fact that I've been foolish... Yet again. Yes, I blame myself for this one... Well, I think I've been blaming myself for all my heartaches lately because I know I should've known better. Yes, I should known better... Like my trusted friends/life advisers did.

Last Friday, I had a nice talk with another friend of mine about matters of the heart over breakfast. She told me something that I was too afraid to accept... "Heartaches are inevitable. You really need to go through all that and endure them." In my mind, I was, like, "NOOOOO!!!" But I knew that was true. She also told me that there's a possibility that I could also lose people in the process but it all depends on the situation. Getting hurt and losing people... Those are the things I'm most afraid of when it comes to liking/loving someone. But, I guess it's really part of life. The sad part of life. I guess I thought I've been wearing this armor to keep myself from getting hurt when, all this time, it really couldn't protect me.

So... This person... I don't think I'll ever write about him again... I'll still continue that journal but I won't be writing about him here... This is the last time you'll ever read about him and how I felt about him. THIS was a slip up... THIS was a fluke... And THIS just proves why The Chosen One is STILL The Chosen One...