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Speak Your Mind. That's All There is to ItBY: Alessandro Saetta Vinci | Category: Self-Improvement | Submitted: 2010-08-05 04:13:32
I think that a friend we shall call by the name Tanya is looking for a way to avoid telling me that she doesn't want me to attend her birthday party this year, for a very simple reason: it's at her house. Last time I was in her house I was holding her hand while she was on the phone with her former boyfriend, who we shall call Mark (who of course now is her boyfriend again) telling him that it was too late and that now she only wanted to be with me. The kicker here is that Mark happens to be one of my best friends too. She wouldn't tell me that of course, but she could. I wouldn't really care at all, partly because I understand perfectly, partly because it's going to be tomorrow, and I'll be in Pisa tomorrow. I can't show it or prove it in anyway and we rarely even speak, because while things got pretty much the way they were with him, she still sort of hates me and dreams my premature, painful and violent death. Nevertheless, I feel an affection for her. She's drop dead gorgeous and deserves a lot more in life than he's able to give. We're still sort of friends, but he's the worst boyfriend in the world and she's such a great girl who literally quenched every dream or goal she had, to be with him. That's dreadful. Sadly, just a month after I'd messed things up with him I got bored and left her. She was kind of angry at me for that reason. Can't imagine why. But I feel no remorse. I'm pretty much proud of everything I've done by far. I once opened a door using my left shoulder as a key in the middle of the night in Rome, to pack my bags and steal away from a girl who was being a bit "bitchy". I'd do that again, too. And I can assure you that, emotionally, that cost me a great portion of heart. If I were to choose the perfect relationship...it would be my current, but if I were to choose amongst my past ones , it would undoubtedly be this one I'm talking about, that I had for two months with a girl from Bassano del Grappa who lived in Rome at the time. It was perfect. Not brilliant, not good, not funny. PERFECT. She wasn't perfect at all, she was an "naughty" girl, to be polite, slightly rude, super rich but a bit avaricious, crazy as hell, unreliable, sometimes cruel, sometimes a snob and a heavy drinker , but the relationship was perfect. I believe that in this life, sooner or later you're going to have to make do with what you learnt. Be it something you've done or something that's been done to you. Experience is the key, and a relationship next door won't teach you a damn thing. Well, at least not as much as a distant relationship. Two months with somebody 500 miles away are worth 2 years with somebody who lives next door. So that's why I don't deny or regret that. Good memories and nostalgic pictures aside, it was useful and pure experience. Recently, my best friend, the one I have NOT messed up with, told me that some of those guys have got a problem with me. They think I'm somewhat presumptuous, arrogant and pompous. Which is funny because they always act like they've got everything life requires while other people don't. Namely a boring relationship they clearly wouldn't wanna be in anymore, a car and a Playstation. On that basis I might have almost nothing, but my nothing is so much better than their something. When I started out in life, when I started growing up, I was not one of the cool guys. I didn't have anything, really. I was shy, clumsy and very frightened. So I adopted everybody else's ideas. I had no enemies, but I didn't have anything of my own. I pretended to be whatever the bloody hell they wanted me to be and they would invite me to their party. But then things started changing, because as you grow up, big groups split up and strong personalities arise. So I've realized there's only one way to live your life: speak your mind. Yes, I regularly receive death threats from angry boyfriends whose girl I might have offended or dated, I've been working as a motoring journalist only for a few months and I've already got a P.R. at Renault who hates me because I said that the rear end of the Megàne cc is hideous and my e-mail is sometimes so full it looks like the whole city of Lucca wrote in to complain. But at least I can have a decent hot tea at 5 o'clock while listening to THE LAST SHADOW PUPPETS and open any e-mail which contains the words "you're an berk" knowing damn well that everything I said was my opinion. My choice. My point of view. No garnish, no sugar, no PR or diplomatic stuff. If I had 10 lives I'd date that girl 10 times more. This is my point of view, my thought, it has always been and I've never kept it a mystery. All the people who know me and her and him and our story know this, and I'm fully aware that they'd be nicer to me if I said "I'm sorry, I wouldn't do it again". Sorry, chaps. I'll never utter those words. Because they wouldn't be true. And strangely, whenever someone calls me an idiot and craves my immediate departure, I can't help but feel like I'm doing something good. Article Source: http://www.writearticles.org/ About Author / Additional Info: Comments on this article: (0 comments so far)
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