Wednesday, September 12, 2007

The grass is greener on the other side

After a set of long drawn out discussions Noodle and I are officially dunzo. I am no relationship expert but as far as I'm concerned we were not compatible due to the DR. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde persona she took on in the few weeks preceding our demise. The complaints, resentment, disappointment and bitterness she directed towards me made it clear what needed to be done.

She is normally a very nice girl though so in trying to make sense of her changes into Mr. Hyde I imagined the following explanation so as to not get dirty with details: Maybe she expected a knight in shining armour riding a stallion to come and whisk her away to a pampered life of luxury and no worries but instead she got me, Shrek, an ogre in rags who throws her on his donkey's back and carries her to a life of hard work for her to earn her keep.

Now this ogre was as entertaining as a rock, he thoroughly enjoyed sitting back and watching the grass grow. Tired of life in the forest, working for her supper and watching grass grow his fair maiden longed to go to the royal balls in the town and be treated as a princess should. To further complicate things there was a line of prince charmings with promises to fill said void in her life. Infuriated that all of her grooming and kisses wasn't turning her stubborn ogre into a prince she started unleash Mr. Hyde upon the ogre's humble forest life.

The ogre realizing he was the cause of all the fair maiden's distress surrendered his hold on her and released her back to her village where she can pursue her dream life with the prince of her choice. It was a hard decision to make but the ogre realizes he will never be a prince nor expect his maiden to live the ogre lifestyle and be happy but she seems to be afraid of change forgetting all of her problems she had with the ogre and wants to come back to the forest. The water is always wetter when the well runs dry.

She will be missed.. This song Ralph Tresvant - do what I gotta do seems most appropriate

29 comments:

Anonymous said...

break ups or either good or bad meaning it is always a win win or lose lose ..... lets hope this was a win win ... sorry to hear tho.

Anonymous said...

cheers to the ogre's who like the simple life.. why cant the princess's ever accept that.. God dammit man.

owen said...

BUT SHE SEEMED SO NICE!! I don't know man, sometimes you can see the end before it begins and sometimes you can't

Anonymous said...

Hey, sorry to hear but most times it is all for the better.....nuff other fair maidens deh bout!

Jhaldir said...

Sorry to hear yah man. Ah suh it go sometimes. But at least you recognized the incompatability issues and have held firm to your decision..

So now the Ogre is free to plunder some other fair maiden.

Anonymous said...

Adrian you made me out to sound like a real miserable, high life, love when people do things for me kind of person, thats not true. i might complain alot, but who doesn't, you complain as much as i do. one of the things you hate most is me telling you you are not gentleman enough, because you are not helpful. as far as you concern, you shouldn't help someone until they ask. my problem is this as your girlfriend, i shouldn't have to ask everytime i need you to help me with a heavy bag/container or whatever it is. i would need your help with something and you just stand there watching, and you don't see anything wrong with that. its not just about me, if you were in another relationship with this mentality, you going to get the same result. its comforting to a girl to know her boyfriend got her back, he is always willing. thats all i was saying before you took my advice as me trying to change you. what your little effort in the relationship means to me is, you don't take "US" seriously. i might have gone about handling you not serious the wrong way but there, it happen, and you wanted out just like that...which makes me think even more that you didn't want this, you were just burning time. i will try not to be bitter about this break up because its a part of life...we just have to deal with it the best way possible. i wish you all the best. i would be lying if i said, i hope you find someone soon...so in closing.....take care. love.

Anonymous said...

Good luck ogre.... I have lots of really nice single friends so let me know if you are looking for a new fair maiden... and I could probably even find some who like watching the grass grow!

Adrian said...

Hi noodle.

sorry to hear you think I didn't take us seriously.

@kg: thanks for the offer but I'll be staying away from fair maidens for a while.

Anonymous said...

from the sound of noodle it was never going to make it....

Anonymous said...

There are always three sides to a story (yours, hers, and the truth)....Noodle really sound like she want back the work though.....

Anonymous said...

Ralph Tresvant - Do what I gotta Do
I did luv that song back in the day!! It's a shame that was like his only real hit song.

About the breakup.. u win some.. u lose some.. part of life.

Anonymous said...

Ahh, never mind, relationships are tough.

Anonymous said...

in my next life i'm coming back as a cat lady, me not boddering wid dem relationship ting.

Mad Bull said...

Owl nuh really business ina puss and dawg fight so me nah say nutten, except fe say dat IanI help out wit de lifting of de heavy stuff at home.
Me nuh fix things doh. When things stop work, oonoo deh pon you own, unless is you computah. I doh fix tings because me nuh like it and everybody haffi eat a food. Oonoo pay fe someone qualified fi fix it and ah it dat. Me done talk.

Jessica said...

Girls.

Anonymous said...

Sorry to hear about the break-up.

Unknown said...

I r not getting involved in this at all, no suggestions, no side taking! Mi agree wid MB! All I have to say is I'm sorry to hear that this haoppen and that you both find happiness.

Dee said...

this sounds like an oversimplification
but perhaps you're better off

Anonymous said...

and suddenly i've remembered why my man does not know about my blog!!!

Anonymous said...

Best story yet Adrian - cuh pon comment. LOL. Seriously still - take care of yourselves and walk good.

Adrian said...

lol dutchy.. all the lurkers sure came out to comment on this post, I didn't realize so many people read my blog.

@kg: she bucked up on it through google.. she gave me so much heat for things posted since then :(

Jhaldir said...

Blogs are like diaries... someone you know is bound to read it sometime.

What I doh understand is how Adrian getting offers of single girlfriends and I cyah get even one... ?!?!?

Anonymous said...

LMAO @ Bobby & Maragand.

@KG, dat's why I'm single...as soon as mi tell a yute bout mi blog, him no wan nuttin fi do wid me. Hehe.

I'm with MB...I have nothing to contribute here, except to say that although I may not help with the heavy stuff, I will allow it to be rested on top of me. Bwaaahahaaa

Well, c'est la vie...not to fond of the public rebuttal technique with specifics, but hugs to tha both of ya...That's how clueless I am...didn't even know the two of them knew each other. LOL

Anonymous said...

Lemme guess. You're chick was high maintenance. More than likely she was brown, long haired with a big bosom, right? Tell me I'm right.

Adrian said...

sounds like an unfair generalization there leon.. non-brown, short haired with a small bosom girls cam be high maintenance too :d

not that noodle was any of those though :p I would say she was regular mainenance.

Ann (MobayDP) said...

I'll delurk for a momemt to also offer my best wishes to you both.

...funny enough I wondered whether she knew about your blog after reading the Castleton post :-)

Crankyputz said...

k noodle had the site address...yuh brave.

Like the anology, sometimes things don't work out.

On the flip side, she did end the barage with 'love'

Anonymous said...

Have you learnt nothing from what i was going through? shakes head, sorry to about things noodle, adrian need a bitch lick.

IrieDiva said...

leon is a stereotyper i see...

point to note :)


u r brave tho adrian...so public wit urs