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Wednesday, March 17, 2004
Paranoia I found out I'm too emotional sometimes. Wait, sometimes? Try all the time. I am just too emotional and I can't help it. I guess generally women are that way, huh? When I thought he was saying goodbye, when I thought his silence speaks of farewell, he was just really sleepy. (say what?) Wehehe. I got silence last night because he can barely keep his eyes open. He can barely form a coherent sentence. Now he was asking me why I was crying last night. Why I didn't kiss him when he was about to leave. Why indeed? Coz when I thought my karma was coming, he was just ready to call it a night. When I was too emotional, he was just too tired. Sheesh. *** Drove his baby earlier. Mind you, I had to plead real hard just to drive his precious car. Apparently, he got scared when he saw me drive yesterday. And I guess he also got scared at my driving horror stories. Got to remember next time not to regal him with my many close calls. Like that time I almost hit my supervisor's car... oh well, that's another story altogether. hehe. Drove his car for about five to ten minutes only. Don't want to scare him anymore or else he might have a heart attack at a young age. I wonder what he would say if I put a small dent on that car. Probably won't talk to me ever again. He loves his car more than he loves me. Hehe. Men. (rolls eyes)
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