RUSHING & CATCHING
Fell asleep last night at 7am in the morning, so I guess I am wrong to say that it was "last night". Either way, I had to wake up at 12pm today (yesterday). I kept hitting snooze, set my timer for "5 more minutes". Kept wanting to sleep in, cancel the meet up, tuition and just go for the dinner with hibiscus later that evening. Finally, at 1:20pm, I forced myself out of bed. Immediately chose what to wear, changing into this and that, being indecisive. Ended up with a simple white high neck crop, oversized dark denim shorts that I cut and ripped by myself with a trusty big brown belt. I bathed, did my make up and blowed dry my hair, all in a hurry. Speeded my way to the train station, with hope that I would make it all in time. Stupid app decided to not work, had to ask Jen to be a messenger. Made it, met up, got my jeans (that I have been patiently waiting for for 2 weeks).
Rushed again, for tuition. So thirsty, so hungry. Same old same old, what's new with tuition anyway? Stroke off 2 math papers! (yay me) Waited for hibiscus, not sure how long but I wasn't feeling that great because I was famished. Saw her, ran up and hugged her so so tight (missing how we met often for a few days straight). Was going to get mee soto but it was closed. Had our meal at the Mr Teh Tarik eating house. Not that bad but I have eaten at better places, I guess. It wasn't about the food anyway. It was all about catching up, ranting, giving each other advices, sharing about our lives and the drama within, the ups and the downs, to be able to know more about each other. I guess that's one of the perks of not meeting often, you have so much to talk about. But then again, what's the harm in meeting often anyway?
We sat there for a few hours, I blabbered, she ranted, we clicked once again. Headed back. On our way, took 4 polaroids. The selfies couldn't make it because we didn't have the vibe and it just didn't felt right or turned out right. It's fine though. I really adore the polaroids and I would say that these are honestly my favourites of them all, with the hibiscus. Train came along, before she got in, hugs again (I think hugs are one the best and most blissful things of life); this time with a peck on my chubby cheek hoping to not stain it. Shy and elated. I would skip home but I was too drained and I needed a good rest. Got home - routine.
Dreading for school tomorrow. I want to go to school and do my work or I would procrastinate but I am so nervous for my preliminary results. So afraid, but at the same time.. whatever. You get me? Hmm, I'm going to go to bed now. After 2 episodes of Criminal Minds and Youtube videos, I think I can now call it a "day". Goodnight.
xo,
Chloe