First day of college for semester 2 year 1 today. Felt kinda, hmm. sleepy? my eyes just closed every single minute whenever im sitting. My left eye was so pain today. It's like there's some dust or particles went into my eye. *sob sob sob! my tears kept on rolling for this stupid reason. Plus, i didn't bring my specs or my lens solution. So, i just gotta bear the pain for almost 4 hours i guess. Hate it, man! Such troublesome for the first day of college. But still, I managed to got home without my lens falling off, if not my 50 bucks just flew off with a blink of an eye. A blink will do.
I saw him again today. I knew I will definitely meet him today. It's kinda predictable actually because I sneaked into his lecture class. Dont be skeptical, it's not because I wanted to see him or whatsoever reason. It's actually a coincidence. I just don't want to go to college for so many days as my holiday mood is still on. Okay, coming back to the topic about meeting him. He came in like a blind person or maybe with sleepy eyes. He was not looking at anywhere but just finding where was his friends. Okay, not saying that he had to look at me. Just that, mr? can you be a little more alert with people around you. Hmm, he looked quite happy with his college friends. So, just stay with that. It's good! Having friends are always the best actually.
I went out to get my lecture notes for accounting later on, and then he and his friends came out. We just stood not very far away. I was queing to get my notes and he was chit chatting with his friends near girl's washroom. Weird! I saw him. He saw me too, I guess, because I saw his eyes were looking around. (not really focusing what's his gang was talking about) I remembered he used to show me a peace sign whenever he sees me in any spots in college, then I will wave my hand or show him the peace sign back to him. This time he didnt. I was kinda dissapointed actually. I started to think what I've said wrongly again. (issh, things happened when ur mind is free. And, my mind is too free during semester break! Hate it! Give me the busy schedule and the mind which afraid the time is running too fast everyday!) I actually goes kinda moody later when I got back into the lecture hall. It kinda ruin my day. ( I want to jot this down so that I can always remember what group I am. I'm in group 21!! I queue up to get my notes and then guess what? I told my course rep a wrong group. I said that I was from group 23. And I can't find my name in the list. I saw my name in another list. I then asked him what group is that, my name is in there. He told me it was group 21. I giggled. I tried not to laugh. But then, too sorry for that, I cant. I burst into laughters after recalling what I've done. It's so stupid, silly and super duper funny!) By the time, I already forgot about the moody feeling.
I told myself is okay. Is okay if he don't want to say hi to me because I dont care if he says or dont says hi to me. But, I actually care! I care pretty much. No matter what, I still care how my friends treated me. Not only because of him. It happenes to everyone of you, I guess. I told myself I wont be the one who talk to him first unless he would be the first. Im tiring of becoming the first one to approach. Plus, approaching to a guy is much more difficult than ever! (I'm just talking about sending messages. No face to face. Im not that kind of person unless is emergency or necessary stuff) But still, I went to type hi with a smiley face to him. I want to know about the whole thing about today. I want to know why, if not I cant sleep again tonight. I dont want that to happen again. Pls, not giving me insomnia. No way! Surprisingly, he can't see me for the whole lecture class today. It's just a few steps away but he cant see me. It's either he has an eye problem or we are not faithed. I envy hueyyee. He treated her like his sister. This was what he had told me. Not that I wanted it, just that sometimes I just wish somebody will be by my side sharing problems with me. Fine, wait till the miracles to come.
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