Not My Thing Meaning Novels & Stories

Malamig niyang sabi. Kalmado lang siya sa harapan ng hapag ngunit ramdam ko ang bawat bigat ng salita niya. Napabuntong-hininga ako. “I don’t mean anything about my action yesterday, Ma. Naawa lang ako kay Maria at wala man lang ginawa ang kapitbahay na’tin para man lang tumulong.” I helplessly explain.

Promise! Dahil sa weird thoughts ko ay nag flash sa isip ko ang mga unwanted things. Pumikit ako ng mahigpit, para sabihin sa sarili na. "Wala itong kabuluhan kaya wala kang nararamdaman." "I don't like her,"

Ilang beses na akong naglakad papalayo sa kaniya at masasabi kong walang pinagbago, masakit parin. I just realized that some things are not really meant for you, no matter how you wish they were and no matter how much you hoped they would. ——

) Tumango ako. "Al-a… geureonde geos-i gaeinjeog-il ttaemune, ttae ttaseuhae naneun geulimyeon jeongmal dangsin-deul, na-ui chingudeul-eun il-gwa gwallyeobsi anh-eun iyagi-reul hallae. Neomchigeodo haeyo." (I know… but it’s a different level when it’s personal, so sometimes I just want to talk to you, my friends, about things that aren’t related to work. It’s tiring too.)