Tuesday, September 13, 2005

911 of 2005

maybe september 11 is not a good day after all, that i'm not supposed to expect anything big to come from it.

Yeah, i was preparing for something big for last sunday. Unfortunately, the person I am supposed to meet did not show up. I had a warning that afternoon though, but only until 8pm did I admit it "he is not coming". When I got home I saw 1 Missed Call from him. If I missed the call he didn't even bothered to send me a message to tell me what went wrong. Yeah, and the day ended.

He called me at around 8am at the office yeaterday, which I wasn't able to take because I'm on the other line. He called again at 9am. I asked why he didn't show up, and he feels like the *warning* i got is enough to explain why I was stoop-up. He apologized. He said he was sick and though he was planning to meet me he fell asleep and woke just before he tried to call he at 8:30. Then I told him to go back to sleep, and so we hung up.

When I got home from work, I sent him a message telling him how disapponted I am of him, but there was no reply. I called him around 10:30 last night to fix things with him. We are okay now. I'm trying to let go of the hurt, hoping he didn't mean to cause me such bad feeling, but then hurt heart don't heal so easily. I realized how vulnerable I am.

this doily was made @ 12:33 PM 
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