THAT DAY:
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
dontcry.dontcry.dontcry
What’s wrong?
He told me that we’ll meet up on a Monday after getting his overtime pay. I was waiting for his text but I didn’t receive one. It was 10am and I still didn’t hear anything from him so I became tired of waiting that I finally texted him first and asked if he made it to the plant to get his paycheck. No reply. I was sitting in my General Psychology subject and thanks to Ma’am Bona for the amusing things she said during our period because it made me think of something else aside from his precious text message. Hours have passed still no reply. Well, I’m not that narrow-minded person so I tried to consider some possibilities why he didn’t text me yet: number one, maybe he’s still in the plant and he hadn’t managed to reload before going their and will reload immediately as soon as he will get to be in the downtown. That situation already happened before and without a doubt, I will understand if it happens again; number two: he’s phone is snatched. This would be the nicest excuse that could ever happened that would make me totally worried and would make me feel terribly sorry for him. The nicest because he can say that he was not able to memorize the numbers that I’m using so he didn’t know how to reach me. Number three: maybe he didn’t make it to the plant and had not reloaded yet. This one’s not too considerable. He could ask somebody’s phone to inform me that he can’t show up that day; number four: he’s in some little big league again. He’s not bringing his phone with him every time he has a game; or he’s out with his friends.
Our subject ended and we headed for lunch which means the time has ticked to 12noon. I texted him again saying that I’m having lunch with my peeps at that moment. After we had our lunch, I reloaded his number so he could reply to my text messages. I waited for him to text a ‘thank you’ and a ‘sorry for the late reply’ to me after a couple of minutes, but still, haven’t got anything from him. Again, I considered some of the possibilities that I already thought of. I don’t know how I felt right then but I know I was ok.
Keirne, one of my classmates and miming, my best friend’s boyfriend and also a classmate knew about what I was up to so they asked if I’m ok. I said I was but I did not know what I am supposed to feel. I don’t know if I should be mad or I should be worried because I haven’t heard any explanations from him yet.
The question ‘why he didn’t show up’ played on my mind over and over again. Though I felt uneasy that day, I decided to wait for his explanations but won’t text him first. Maybe he’ll show up the next day or within this week. Well, we never know and we never knew.
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