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Weekend #2 Education

Published June 10, 2013 by xgalblog

This weekend I was still disappointed, I hate myself for thinking about Mr. Charming more than Mr. Love-Designer. So Mr. Charming texts me on Friday morning and tells me he is going to his city to visit his girl and if I want anything from there or not!! Although, I saw the text I didn’t reply, 6 hours later he calls me and asks why I haven’t answered yet, is it a good behavior if he does the same thing to me? I said I was sleeping, didn’t see it, and of course we are different I am a spoiled girl and can do anything but you cant, you should follow my orders. I told him it seems he really likes his girl that he is traveling that far every week to be with her! He ignored my statement and said he is so tired and busy these days, he wanted to me call the night before but he thought it was late. I asked him 3 time whether he missed me or not? He answered all 3 times ‘NO, I just wanted to see how you were!! ” He told me so if you call me next time does it mean you missed me? and I said I will never call you!! He was pissed a little! So I sarcastically told him, your tiredness is because you are thinking about me all the time and can not manage to do your work as well as you should. The interesting part was that he didn’t deny it and said IT people are multiprocessors don’t worry! My reply was, of course I can see it!!!!!

So we said goodbye and I spent the rest of the weekend studying, doing my late assignments, soooo boring still 3 more and my thesis is remained. I HATE studying! I didnt even go to the picnic on the island and all my friends are angry with me!!!

I really hope someone could tell me if he is really into me or he is just a player? He has his girlfriend, he visits her every week, he tells me he likes me, and one time said it would be great if we were together and I said I would never be with you! Why am I playing this pride game??? I wish, I didn’t have to be political and talk freely, but as he is a friend also I don’t want this book to bite me back in the ass later.