Saturday, May 30, 2009

impatient.

I should probably be working on my tourism project but I can't motivate myself to start. I really miss him. I know I've told you, but I miss talking to him. Stupid me. I was moping to myself this afternoon, saying "I don't even know his last name or email.. I only know his phone number and I can't even text him." I am such an idiot. I could just ... phone him? So I've been thinking about the right time. What if I phone and he doesn't even remember me? What if he's busy? Argh, What if, what if. I'm running every worse possible scenario in my mind. I'm phoning him.

Edit:
He won't pick up his fucking phone! I finally get the guts to phone him and he doesn't even. God. Panic attack, here.

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