Supposed to go out with a group of friends today. Supposed to meet at 11am, but I was late by 7 mins. Informed everyone that I would be late, but in the end, I was still the earliest to reach. Supposed to be a group of 5 but it ended up with my boyfriend and I. Apparently the organizer woke up late and upon knowing that we were the only 2 there, he decided not to come since it would be awkward. He said he can go out anytime and was simply waiting for someone else to turn up first. The other guy slept until about 2pm and couldn't make it as he had a date with his girlfriend later. The last guy was out with his secondary school friends and was still with them until 4pm. In the end, we stopped waiting for them and went home.
Just kind of wondering, if the organizer felt so weird being with us, why did he still want to ask us along in the first place. I know that in this case, he would be alone with us, but it's not like we did anything else other than holding hands, which we didn't even do today. I seriously don't understand him. But it's ok, we'll respect his feelings and decision nevertheless. But he's older than us and I thought he would be mature when dealing with this kind of things. Guess I was wrong.
On the bus ride home, it suddenly dawned on me that we weren't pissed off even though he chose not to show up. I know my boyfriend was a little unhappy initially since he wouldn't be able to go home until about 7pm since he can't enter his house when no one is around. Plus he lost so many hours of sleep just cause we all could hang out together. And the organizer gave the weirdest of the reason not to show up. I mean as an organizer, even if he does feel uncomfortable, he should still show up since he was the one who wanted all of us to meet up. But nevermind, it wasn't such a bad day. We ended up walking for 3 hours, and we talked about all the different animes, mangas and storybooks. And I even managed to find 'To kill a mockingbird' after so long.
I'm damn tired, having a migraine but I just can't sleep. Head throbbing, and I have the urge to just rip my head apart. Or maybe grab something and hack my brain out. Maybe I'll feel better. Maybe not. I wouldn't know until I try. Not like I can try. My boyfriend will kill me if I ever attempt to harm myself.
Anyway, HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY to all the teachers out there! I know the children nowadays aren't as easy to teach as they used to be. Continue giving your best. And thank you to those teachers who helped me thus far. I wouldn't be able to do it without your guidance.