Dum Dee Dum... I am not a super hero neither am i spiderman. I am going to save the world... like as if you would believe. I am a maniac. I came from an outer space which is filled with water. I learn swimming at the age of zero.I wail like a cry baby. I crawl like spiderman, i fly like superman, i drive like batman. I live in wonderland. Rugrats is my friend, so is peter pan.
as usual... Its been days since my last post. and for some ODD reason, I always write in the wee hours of the morning when I should be happily sleeping under the warm blankets - in vain, I am still wide awake.
I've been feeling weird lately, being apart from Andy during the weekday has taken a big strain in our relationship and I know its quite unfair for me to ask for more, when the poor guy is obviously trying his hardest to be there. :: sigh :: My worries... My worries... I want to keep them all in bay.
Its going to be another long day tomorrow... Once again, its one of those days when all of my classes seem to be crammed in one session... During these days, mostly Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays - my day has been such a blur. It goes by without me even noticing it. I am yet to have a proper diet lately. The different times when I can finally sit down and eat, has been close to none, nada, zit or ZERO... I suppose a big part of that has to do with me not wanting to eat without Andy there - so I busy myself with cross-stitching - which is now by the way halfway done.
I hate myself lately. I've been such a bitch to him, and I know that he doesn't deserve it. Such a wonderful guy like him shouldn't be put in hell. and I seem to do just that.... :: kicks myself ::
Yesterday, we had such a great conversation on the phone... And I felt so guilty. Just with how he says things to me... how he tells me how much he misses me, how much he adores me and for him to feel like no matter what happens he'll be ready for it - that in the end he will still love me - just breaks my heart in milliion BILLION pieces. Laying here on my bed at 1:30 in the morning, waiting to doze off just makes me miss him more.
