I am special in my own way!!

Much has happened since that day. My friends actually helped me into getting her outta my head. I can't be more grateful to them for their help; but i wish they did something about their highly unorthodox methods. This post is to those who were involved that day, and those who need to know the story of a boy who needed to get his head straight.

One fine evening, was destroyed of course, by my beloved friends who intended to have some alcohol to cool down their systems. (I know what you're thinking, but that's what they said..) After a few 'shots', my topic came to be the talk of the table. I was very uncertain of what was about to happen, but they were there; my friends. So, I went with the flow and just listened to what they had to say. Confessions and untold truths were finally let out the sack. My silence was doubted by my friends as whether I was on their side. The alcohol boosted their doubt and led them to believe that I wasn't.

After making quite an explanation, they finally came around to believing me. Believing wasn't enough though; was I man enough to face the consequences that came after?? Too bad there wasn't any alcohol in my body though, or that question wouldn't need an answer. Calls were made, texts' were sent. After a long table talk, the plan came to be. All I had to do was face her, get back what was mine and leave. At least that was the plan.

We got there, just in time (30 minutes late actually). I finally faced her. Stared into her eyes, with nothing but a smile. That smile was actually meant to be a sign of truce, but due to the unorthodox methods I mentioned earlier, I got my 'memoirs' shoved at my face, literally. Being the extremely tolerant guy, I just walked away after listening to her words and I quote, " I hated it anyways!!". My friends on the other hand wanted to show her a piece of their unstable minds. The struggle me and my friend went through to stop them is another story altogether. Walking back to my hostel, I held the the precious gifts I had given her.

On the way back, I was also given a long-ass lecture about what I should have done instead of walking away. Out of anger and frustration that I couldn't show her, I victimized those precious gifts. They were nothing but scrap actually, and they ended up where every piece of trash goes-into the bloody trash bin. *Thought of putting it in the recycling bin though*

At the end of the day, I brought the guys for a game of football. Apologized to them soon after for my tolerance, and finished it off with a "Thank you," to them for their help. My gratitude knows no limits for these guys, they help me realize that I have something special; The heart to love someone with no boundaries. Thanks guys.. I dedicate this post to you.

~Those who were present that day were:
@Monu
@DawG
@bLn77
@S-rY

-uGLy & rEtArDeD-

Truth be told, I don't care no more...

I was so wrong for so long
Only try'na please myself
Girl, I was caught up in her lust
When I don't really want no one else
So, now I know I should've treated you better
But me and you were meant to last forever

These were words of this song..an awesome song indeed..but what actually makes it special to me is how it resembles my love story..

Truth be told, I don't care no more.. pEAcE oUt!!

-UgLy & reTArDeD-