Labo Lessons
March 7th, 2008 by C.Posted in Bedroom Blog |
Got out of the office so late. I can’t believe I let Ms. Slavedriver bully me into doing more work again today! To make things worse, Marcus is still blowing hot and cold. “Hey miss u na. Loaded w/ wrk! Got so many marketing deadlines to meet.”
Did I read that right—”Miss you na”? But honestly, it was one of those vague text messages. Again. Besides, how was I supposed to reply to that? Was it an apology for not seeing me—or was he just venting about work?
After about seven drafts, the text I sent him was: “Hey miss you too! Good luck w/ wrk. Hope u get a lot done.”
I thought about that message for 15 long minutes, edited it for another 15, and stared at it for three more minutes before finally hitting the send button. Hah! I am so desperate about not sounding desperate.
Then, wonder of all wonders, I bumped into him at the gym, and he impulsively (I think) mentioned something about getting together next week.
I am going out of my mind. Until now, I’m still not sure just what we are. Friends? Close Friends? ‘Yun lang?
Maybe I’m in denial. Maybe I should make a move. Dyahe! Besides, I don’t know what to do or say. But then again, that’s something to think about.