My mum told me that being single is ten times more better than being attached at such a young age...

My love affair with Lem ended when I threw my shoe at him for being a jerk. After three weeks of dating. Three weeks of absolute bliss, he came out in the open. He's a jealous person. Not a typical-boyfriend-who-doesn't-want-his-girl-to-look-at-other-guys jealous.

A-psychotic-boyfriend-who-gets-angry-at-you-when-he-sees-you-looking-at-other-guys jealous.

A-boyfriend-who-throws-bitch-fits-anywhere-when-he-sees-someone-looking-at-me jealous.

A-jealous-boyfriend-who-checks-up-on-me-in-the-middle-of-the-night-to-make-sure-I-don't-talk-with-anyone jealous.

Jealous-enough-to-barge-into-our-house-in-the-middle-of-the-night-to-confront-me-why-my-texts-are-cold jealous.

It's gotten so crazy and scary that I broke things off with him after having an argument about my cousin who wanted for me to get home early because we planned to go to Libis. He didn't take it too well. He cried and begged for me to take him back. He knelt down in front of me to show me that he cares and that he's willing to change. But I only know one thing - you can't change a person no matter how much you wanted that person to change.

"Wag ka lumuhod, di ako santo" was my only response to his craziness.

My tolerance level about these kinds of things had been surprisingly low. I don't enjoy cutesy text messages. I don't need anyone asking me where I am.

Up til now, I see him around. He follows me anywhere I go. For some reason, he gets information about my whereabouts and it scares me royally.

It's not that I don't want the attention. I do. I just don't believe that he'll change just for me. I'm not that special.