Munirah

Thursday, December 04, 2008

yeaahhh.

finally, its over. as soon as the lecturer declared to put our pen down, i happily placed my pen down and smile like i never smile before. nevermind the fact that i havent finish my paper or that i have no idea how to answer some of the question and also, the fact that i cant really crap my way through for this particular paper, what matter is... its over.

and so, i HAPPILY make my way to CityHall to meet the sis. Only to wait for her, to no avail for a record breaking of 2hours and 15mins. I can cry, i tell you. I refrain myself from calling anyone when it reach the record breaking of 1hour 30mins because i know, i'll definitely cry. okay lah. cry baby. but i was sooo angry and i cant express it, so i kinda change the energy of anger to sad. i think its better to appear as a victim that someone whos angry.

ceriter dia begini, we were supposed to drop by Suntec's Starbuck to meet my friend first and then proceed to Bugis because i simply miss the chewy donut.. (and shopping, of course). but my sis's handphone die and so, shes uncontactable. all she left me is the little piece of info that shes going to be late. granted that shes going to be late plus uncontactable, i practically station myself near the control station as i can be, standing and trying to control my hunger. I was there from 4pm to 6.15pm when my mom called me and asked me to just go home. At 6.30pm, my sister got back home and apparently she was there at 5pm till 5.20pm and was also standing waiting for me. after 20mins wait, she went home.

i was so blardy pissed that she didnt even have the decency to call me using public phone and actually just wait for 20mins when she know i was there from 4pm onwards. i was even more piss at myself for wasting 2 hours 15mins on WAITING for her, i can actually write 3 essays waiting for her seh.

I actually make sure i am going to only come home at 10pm because if i reach home directly after the wait, its just going to make the "freedom" less of a celebration.

I dont know why im typing all this out but i guess its for her to read and truly understand how really mad and hurt i was instead of me telling her. its not so much of the wait that matters, its about the concern that was given. i was concern that she would wait for me and so, i make sure to be stationed there for 2hours when she was concern for only 20minutes. i even asked my mom for her friend's number and she couldnt even have the effort to find a public phone at CityHall to contact me.

with this, i hope you understand.