Two of my friends got engaged this past weekend. I wanted to puke. I am so happy for them. But I wonder, will that ever happen to me?
I went to the mall on Friday, I saw a guy that looked just like him. And then I realized, it was his brother. I wanted to go up to him and ask how Heart was doing…but I just walked the other way.
I check my phone every half hour, I don’t know why. I know that he won’t text me- he broke up with me for heaven’s sake.
My stomach hurts, but it has nothing to do with him. It has everything to do with the new treatment I’m on, but I can’t stop it. Because if I do, I won’t have any motivation to participate in two winter classes I’m taking. And I’ll just sit think about him and watch movies like I have been doing all day (because I decided not to follow the treatment today).
Sigh. I hope Denver Days get better.