I miss him. Terribly. And, well, PMS was NOT so awesome last night.
On the way to gym, I got into a emotional hyperventilating mode.
I cried when someone came out slow at the parking and the guy at the back got it.
I cried when someone followed me so close I couldn't park at this spot, and then, after I made a round, some Saga stole my spot RIGHT in front of me.
Well not literally cry. I went into a watery eyed situation because I didnt wanna cry over such a thing so I told myself not to cry.
I breathed deeply, I exhale, I stopped at the side of the road, and told myself to chill.
Gym wasn't as awesome either. 2 weeks - can't do 30 bicep curls in a shot, kept missing the dance steps.
Was quite disappointed with myself, in a way.
And then after that, I called him.
And he just kept silent on the phone.
So, I said: "Why're you keeping silent on the phone? I'm talking to you."
"Oh..erm..I know this excuse doesn't work..*silence* I'm studying."
Alright, fine, you wanna study go ahead. Don't let me ruin ur day.
It's NOT that I dont want him to study and all but, at least, he could have told me straight when I called him, that his mum called and threatened him if he doesn't score for his exams, its byebye to Tarc & A-levels.
Well if it was me, I'll say "Screw you ma. No one can force me to get an A if I JUST can't do it. It's like, trying to build a laptop from scratch when you dont know a thing about computers."
He should just focus on his studies this week. No need to bother about my feelings and sense of need. I want him to have a good life too.
I wish him the best of luck for everything.
ILY.
Dry throat, nauseousness, headache. Hopefully I'll get better by lunch.
xx
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