I've gotten so close to him, known his family, shared certain events, teamed up in contests/competitions, and he expects me to simply whisk that away and pretend it never happened.
Perhaps, it was indeed betrayal of trust on his part. I should've told him much sooner. If I did, tell it to his face, would it have been a different story altogether?
It was my first year in UST. I had to get a 2.0 GPA or I'm gonna get kicked out. My parents did save up just to send me to college, and right now I can't focus because of..... boy problems.
"And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head" ... pardon me for bursting into song.
I was lanky back then. In as much as I want to pick a fight with him I'm sure I won't last 5 minutes.
My respite came when Biology class came...
*devilish grin* I'm gonna enjoy this.
First thing I did... was to name my frog. Oh take a wild guess please?
Scissors, pins, and a scalpel. Too bad the specimen was already soaked in Formalin when it was handed to us.
How I loved skinning him clean, cutting him open, piercing the heart with a red pin. I did utter some sort of curse and my classmates were already weirded about me "smiling" as I work.
So much about kissing "frogs"
Damn overrated.
had been angry that much myself. ansarap magalit noh? hehehe.
ReplyDeletehaha! i like this.
ReplyDeleteVoodoo eh?
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