How deep is your love?
A few days ago I wrote in my blog about “a cheating boyfriend”. I wrote it because my sister’s question was really annoying and it drove me write the answer here. The result was superb…unexpected I might say. Most of my writing (source) came from Internet. Yet, I didn’t quote it at the end of the writing..but who cares? This is my blog. All writings here are under my responsibility. Whatever stated here are poured expression of my thought –my opinion- and my heart –my feeling. Very personal. Until one day someone protested what I’ve written down here. And here is his writing (or confession?) …
AN OTHER JOURNEY……..A.G. I am a procrastinator. That is just who I am. For some unknown reason, I always end up leaving things for the last minute, especially…..DC… Umm… middle… nah, I never did that. Me? Never! You can imagine how hard it is to resist the temptation to cheat while I am sitting in my room with a rather large cup, really a jug, of coffee at two in the morning – trying to somehow come up which is due the next day. Well, this was the situation about three YEARS ago, when at around one in the morning I was just beginning to write a 10-page essay about A GIRL CALLED “DC”. Why was I starting it now, the night before it’s due? Well, that’s a whole other discussion. For those of who have pulled all-nighters in the past, you know how difficult it is to actually think clearly after drinking two cups of coffee in the middle of the night. But yes, this was all my fault. I do not know why, maybe it was because I was tired or because I did not want to think I knew that this was the only thing that could save me. But then I thought about how my mother would react if she knew that I had cheated, how my teacher would FEEL Breaking this honor code would mean destroying everything that I have worked for all these years. So, with some good old caffeine and the feeling that I was doing the right thing, I managed to write an 11-page essay ON THIS GIRL I have to admit, though, , I was tired, but also very proud of myself. Three weeks later,. It seemed like not one of us had a clue of what was going on. I will probably never forget the look on MY GIRLS face when. She came to know the truth.. with such anger and disappointment that I felt like I had committed a crime I knew nothing about. “Girls, I graded your pieces on, and I have to say that I was absolutely shocked and disappointed with several of you.SPECIALLY WITH “ DC” Did you honestly think TO GET away with it? Plagiarism, girls, is cheating. You have cheated me, the LOVE, and you have cheated yourselves.” It is hard to explain the thoughts that were running through my mind as she was speaking. My friends were being punished for the same thing that I nearly did myself! I later found out that there WAS word for word. DC thought SHE had the "easy way out," but boy, SHE WAS in for a surprise! After many meetings with HER,( ON THE NET AND PHONE) I was extremely happy, and although it was done at the last minute, I knew that I deserved it and worked hard for it. As for the girl DC who cheated, HER grades were lowered BY GOD, , and SHE WAS placed on….. Worst of all, SHE lost the(MY) teacher’s trust, which I think, is the worst punishment of all. It is not worth it to cheat. Cheating is hurting yourself, and why would you want to do that? You know, it takes a lifetime to gain someone’s trust, and only a second to lose it. So guys, make the right decisions. And as for my procrastination problem… well, that will go away before I start AN OTHER JOURNEY , I hope! A.G.
At first I was sooooo mad about this. He wrote as if I’ve just done an unforgiven sin. What the f@*k he’s talking (writing) about? I didn’t mean to…but hell…suddenly I laughed a lot. I realised there’s a mistake. A stupid mistake of a b(p)ig headed man. LOL. He thought that I wrote about him. Very funny. And I should say this : Sorry about it … but it’s nop about you. Yes, it’s about my ex, but not you. You’re just one of them. Hahaha. Silly thing, stupid mistake, stupid man. But well thanks, at least I know how deep you love(d) me.
I decided to delete my writing. Also I deleted him from my friend(s) list ^_^ I don’t wanna my past be an obstacle for my future. As what Master Oogway said to Po in Kung Fu Panda: yesterday is a history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift. That’s why we call it present.
