Listening to the cover version of the song Poker Face by FT Island really does help me a lot through writing this post. I realize I have write quite an impressive post about trying to stay positive about love on my previous post and despite that I should have use this time to memorize the newspaper for the newspaper quiz tomorrow, I believe that writing this one particular post is even more important—because the reason why I write this post is because someone has hurt my dearest best friend.
Okay, let us talk about love and the negative side of it. That one particular girl is now a girlfriend to another one particular boy from the circle of friends I have. I am totally fine about that. But does she really have to stalk my best friend's blog and somehow laugh at her for not being able to have the boy she secretly loves—just because that boy happens to be her new boyfriend? Girl, that is an act of a loser. Oh, excuse my language. That is an act of a b*tch.
You never laugh at someone who can't have the person he/she loves. That is just pure evil.
Admiration is a strong word. There is nothing wrong for my best friend to admire this one particular boy because obviously, we all do the same thing sometimes. I admit, I do admire certain boys but that doesn't mean I want to kidnap him and keep him all for myself. Girls admire boys because sometimes they have the criteria we are looking for in our perfect boyfriend type. I mean, I would like to have Ashton Kutcher as my boyfriend and there is no wrong for me to admire a boy who I may accidentally meet who perhaps looks a little like Ashton Kutcher. I believe I have done nothing wrong.
So girl, I know that you believe you are awesome. Okay, I am not going to argue about that because I have no idea who you are and the last memory I have when I talk to you is the time when you ask me to do this and that as if I am your maid—but no, I am not keeping any grudge over someone like you—it would be a waste of my time. But like seriously, no one—and that includes you—have the right to laugh at someone who can't have the person he/she secretly likes. No, that is not right. You are allowed to be happy with whoever you like but never, laugh at others. That is an act of a brainless b*tch. The part where you hurt my friend through doing that means you are a biggest b*tch ever.
Excuse my language dear readers. I believe that I may not have the perfect grammar like that one particular girl but I believe we all have the rights to write whatever we want and like. I support my friend for not hiding her feelings—because to like someone whether secretly or openly is never a sin. It is an act that proves that we all have feelings because we all are just human beings. You b*tch, I wish you all the best with that boy—of whom unfortunately is my friend. May you all live happily ever after—although I am not sure if holding hands and saying I love you today to each other might ends up in marriage.
Love is a free thing—we don't have the rights to stop anyone from feeling it—even if somehow, another person might just secretly likes your special ones. Believe me b*tch, karma is a delicious treat—what goes around, comes around.
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