broke my fast on clubbing after slightly more than a year when i checked out St. James Powerhouse last saturday with the gals. in my opinion, it wasn't all that impressive. maybe its just that i haven't clubbed in ages and hence i felt strange in there. nevertheless, i just couldn't be myself, so we left early, at 1.30am.
what a start back to clubbing.
and did you notice the way i'm penning this entry? its so ASSignment-like can! my english has become so extremely formal and i hate it! STOP it!!!
anywayz, the whole purpose of going to club was to enlighten this friend who is involved with a married man at the same time she's in a relationship with another guy. her boyfriend kept calling/begging/bugging/disturbing me at work/school/weekends and it got me so annoyed that i finally told him the truth. what truth issit - its not very nice for me to pen it on my blog. but was i wrong in doing that? yes i reckon so and i had been feeling bad about it considering the fact i had totally betrayed the trust my girlfriend had in me.
how could i have helped them otherwise?
in short, she doesn't seem to love him or want to be with him for the rest of her life else she wouldn't have this sort of flings and always find fault/quarrel/breakup with her boyfriend. so our advise was for him to give up. but he wouldn't listen and says he loves her. is this still called love? despite the fact she has betrayed/lied/hurt you? its still love???
i highly doubt it.
anyway, since the day i told him the truth which he couldn't handle, i've haven't heard anymore from either side. i wonder if everything's ok...BUT i dun wanna start to ask or i'd be dragged into it again making me so very tired.
since there's no more news, i'd wash my hands off them.
food for thought: maybe that's why i have a hard time keeping friends........
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