PRICK

About 3 hours ago I was fuming mad. Reason being, yours truly who had wanted to ‘try again’ bailed out for Saturday on which we’re supposed to go out just casually. Understood that work is work, but then I do wonder sometimes whether it’s really work or just an excuse. Oh boy I was mad really, and for a while thought why do I let myself get entangled in this nonsense. Here’s the excerpt

YT: … I hv to fly to perth on sat/sat
Me: Oh, so the we’re not going out on Sat? (which btw he asked me last Monday and since I kinda want to catch up with him, I’ve cleared out my calendar… which is not tat busy anyway)
YT: I know. I’m not looking forward to it.
Me: WTF !!!!!!!!!!!!! (silently)

Then after awhile I realize the reason I was fuming was because he wasn’t apologetic about bailing out. The emotion I felt was sort of familiar, I remember there was this time R bailed on me about half an hour before he’s supposed to come and he didn’t sound apologetic and it pushed me off the roof. I was so mad at him then, but of course like always we patched things up.

Well anyway I’m not going to waste my time analyzing anything and I’ll be damned if I waste anymore time writing about yours truly. I’m just venting out, I bloody hate it when people ermmm… I dunno the right word coz the only words in my mind are swearing words... mmm being bloody pricks???