I hate to write this.

Long-Time Friend Whom I’ve not Met for a Long Time: So…you’ve got a boyfriend already? Or just busy with your work? I haven’t heard from you for a long time.

Gracie with Messy Hair Which She Messed Up on Purpose: Yes, a boyfriend that is busy with work.

2 responses to “I hate to write this.”

  1. ben: I think I was the one being rude, not her. It was just normal for a friend to ask me how I’m doing and such. I was very angry and worried which then led me to being very restless because he didn’t answer my call.

    I have been calling for the whole night and in the end, all I could do was to send him an SMS, asking him if he could just take the call or at least send me an SMS.

    I went to bed in anger which is so bad for health. You should be happy and relaxed prior sleeping.

    Before that, you could see me walking around the house, not knowing what to do. Sat down on the sofa, stared blankly at the wall and then got up and walked to the kitchen, stared at the streets through the window.

    It took a while before I could fall asleep because I was wrestling with my blanket and pillow. I finally slept after shedding a few drops of tears.

    I woke up thinking if he’s okay. Called him during lunch today and he didn’t answer as well. But he sent an SMS a few minutes later, telling me his grandmother is in the hospital – intensive care unit. And that he’s back in Ipoh.

    I didn’t know what to feel. I felt like an idiot for waiting and not knowing what he’s up to and for being angry. He never even inform me about going back to Ipoh and that I had to ask before he tells me. It could have been so much easier if he could have just answered my phone and tell me about it.

    Wanted so much to scold him but I don’t have the heart to, I know he has enough of stress and problems so I don’t need to add more to it. But this is one thing that I must talk to him when he comes back because I cannot be going through similar processes as of the above.

    Anyway, I don’t know why I’m writing this lengthy comment. It should go under today’s blogging entry.

    When that friend of mine asked me that question, I was admist feeling what I described as above and that she has got a new boyfriend and asking me details about my relationship with my guy doesn’t help. I was happy for her to have a boyfriend. Her very first. But I just couldn’t bring myself to act happy that I’m happy when I wasn’t at the time of conversing.

    In the end, I had to tell her not to mention anything about the guy because I am feeling mad. All in all, it was a lousy night. But that’s how it is. Some days are rosy, some days are not.

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