Portions For Foxes.
11:04pm. 24 Novemeber, 2006.
Song: Could It Be Any Harder (The Calling, Camino Palmero)
Cigarette Count: 5
Today the music sounds loud, much louder. I've been wanting to call Anne the whole week, and talk to her, and listen to her talk about shit. Anything, anything. Fuck bipolar disorder. I have a bloody Attention Deficit Disorder. I can't scream for her and tell her that I want to call, or want her to call. Today, I'd rather settle for the less than the more. I miss her. And this is wrong. It was wrong of her to make me repeat after her, "I will not call, and I will not talk to you." I should have been heard out, me, when I was not caught off gaurd. I wanna go over to her place and watch a movie, sit, and talk.
The past 3 days have been a "who smells better" competition between us. SidK wants the same aftershave I wore today. Lol. She happened to be in the same group as I for the viva and it was good to see that my stare still works. And then our feet touched, my right with her left, with the black nailpaint.
Song: Things Don't Always Work Out That Way (The Calling).
So wipe that smile off your face. If things went on this way, I'll probably end up calling her, before the exams, just to ask how much of the course she's through with, and probably be told not to call at strange hrs, or worse, not to call at all unless its got something to with our project.
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1:21 am. Today.
Fuckin hell. I called. On Knickers advice and a toss of a coin. Wish me luck. Its not set yet.
3 comments:
and so you called.. what happened then???
There's a line where I wrote, "Its over, and now that it is, I'm glad." Should I be trusted? I'm shameless enough to think that I deserve another chance. But you decide. My fate. You think subjectively, and are anyday better than a coin, scout.
can't believe you waited this long to call her. i doubt she expected you to follow through with the i-will-not-call bullshit.
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