I'm smack in the midst of my exams suffering tremendous self-inflicted stress. My depression seems to have returned indefinitely. There are just so much things going through my head and my heart feels a ton. Will elaborate later..
Today I ran into my recent ex, J. It was kinda awkward. I bet he thought I was sad about the breakup because I was strangely unsmiling and edgy. He asked me why I looked so tired. But the thing is, I had just eaten some Wicked Wings before. The whole time we were talking I was wondering whether there was some meat stuck on my teeth. I was too afraid to smile. I tried licking my teeth too. Must have looked like a dufus. Didn't talk much though, thank goodness! I was rambling so I cut it short and ran back home to check my teeth in my bathroom mirror. Oh man, so silly!
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