Last night my “ex” (*back story at the end of this post) read my “WANTED: Boyfriend” post, and the post regarding myself and what my potential bf could expect from me. He said one of my descriptions of myself is not accurate but he would not reveal which one. After a while, I concluded that he was pertaining to number 22.

22. I’m not an affectionate person. Wag mong asahan…

Hmmm…. That led to a very weird conversation of what was and the what could have, should have, would have beens. He told me I was malambing towards him, and that I could have been a good gf.

I blamed him for being too cowardly and he whole-heartedly conceded. HAHA! We agreed that it would have been catastrophic had we really gotten into a relationship as we were both pasaway. As far as we could remember we never fought about anything. We agreed on almost everything and that could have spelled disaster for the two of us.

I guess it really worked out well for the two of us. He did leave me quite bruised and traumatized for a while, but we both learned a lot from each other. And of course, we’re still very good friends up to now. 😉

*the back story: This guy was the first guy I really, really liked. He also liked me back… in the words of baduy high school people… MU kami. He kinda courted me but he backed off since another guy, who was supposedly kinder and a better person, was also courting me and he felt like I would be better off with that guy.