Aug 2014
8:07 a.m.
The sun was glaring at me, I couldn't help but to embrace it by waking up
I slept early last night, like around nine in the evening, I assumed I’d wake before the sun rises
it doesn't matter now actually since it did not happen.
10:14 a.m.
I just found myself sitting in front of the computer, scrolling down and down in my timeline.
nothing piqued my interest except for one thing, a quotation from an old person
I grabbed the photo, posted it on my blog and added a bit of dramatic caption.
11:30 a.m.
I ate lunch—food left by mom since I’m all alone, again I’m the man of the house
I wanted to smoke ***, then I recalled I don’t have a lighter
My phone lit up, got an instant message…it’s from her.
1:52 p.m
I’ve been chatting with her for like two hours now, we never seem to get bored of each other
she hates it whenever her dad ask her to do something for him, you know, chores and stuff.
it interrupts our conversation, she doesn't like that, I too.
5:38 p.m.
Not sure if we’ll see each other this week, she said she’ll try
tomorrow’s the most possible day since she’s going to enrol
but I don’t want to force it; I don’t want her thinking that I’m desperate for a companion.
7:25 p.m.
She said she’ll be back after 30 minutes, so I decided to watch some short, funny videos on Youtube
while watching, I couldn't help but to think, to think of multiple scenarios simultaneously
I lost track of time, I only snapped when I heard the chat sound—she’s back.
9:44 p.m.
I told her I got to hit the hay, have a big thing coming up tomorrow (this isn't true)
she doesn't want me to leave, although she bid good night
honestly, I don’t want to go to bed yet, however I don’t want to talk to her anymore
9:50 p.m.
I’m still awake, but I’m not looking at my mobile phone, resisting temptation
she wanted to talk to me more, but why do I refuse?
I feel stupid asking the questions I already know the answers to.
…I like her, I like her, I like her…
10:21 p.m.**
My mind is filled with countless imaginations that are never going to happen
I’m over-thinking again, no…I don’t have insomnia
…
(I just fell asleep)
The sun was glaring at me, I couldn't help but to embrace it by waking up
I slept early last night, like around nine in the evening, I assumed I’d wake before the sun rises
it doesn't matter now actually since it did not happen.
10:14 a.m.
I just found myself sitting in front of the computer, scrolling down and down in my timeline.
nothing piqued my interest except for one thing, a quotation from an old person
I grabbed the photo, posted it on my blog and added a bit of dramatic caption.
11:30 a.m.
I ate lunch—food left by mom since I’m all alone, again I’m the man of the house
I wanted to smoke ***, then I recalled I don’t have a lighter
My phone lit up, got an instant message…it’s from her.
1:52 p.m
I’ve been chatting with her for like two hours now, we never seem to get bored of each other
she hates it whenever her dad ask her to do something for him, you know, chores and stuff.
it interrupts our conversation, she doesn't like that, I too.
5:38 p.m.
Not sure if we’ll see each other this week, she said she’ll try
tomorrow’s the most possible day since she’s going to enrol
but I don’t want to force it; I don’t want her thinking that I’m desperate for a companion.
7:25 p.m.
She said she’ll be back after 30 minutes, so I decided to watch some short, funny videos on Youtube
while watching, I couldn't help but to think, to think of multiple scenarios simultaneously
I lost track of time, I only snapped when I heard the chat sound—she’s back.
9:44 p.m.
I told her I got to hit the hay, have a big thing coming up tomorrow (this isn't true)
she doesn't want me to leave, although she bid good night
honestly, I don’t want to go to bed yet, however I don’t want to talk to her anymore
9:50 p.m.
I’m still awake, but I’m not looking at my mobile phone, resisting temptation
she wanted to talk to me more, but why do I refuse?
I feel stupid asking the questions I already know the answers to.
…I like her, I like her, I like her…
10:21 p.m.**
My mind is filled with countless imaginations that are never going to happen
I’m over-thinking again, no…I don’t have insomnia
…
(I just fell asleep)
