♥Daily Blog: Alarm

I had a nightmare.

One day, on a Monday, he never show up.

And then...I heard the door opened, which then woken me up. I instantly sat up. My dad had opened the door. I looked down at my alarm clock.

Stupid clock. My alarm signal was still there and it did not went off.

I grabbed whatever clothes I could find and rushed downstairs with my cloudy robe on.

In seven minutes, I was supposed to be driven off to school. So, I brushed my teeth, peed, brushed my hair, put on clothes, and then rushed upstairs.

Two minutes left.

I slammed my stats textbook, which had been laid open on my desk. I planned to study for the test at 4AM, but unfortunately, I woke up extremely late.

I didn't have time to pack my other bag, so I just grabbed my old one and threw in my wallet, my bus pass, and my keys.

Then, I ran downstairs and put on my flats.

I was two minutes over the time I usually leave.

I managed to get to school on time, though.

I looked over my textbook, skimming through the pages during the leftover time in my zero period.

Then, I looked over my hw first the first half of my first period.

Oh, I managed to get an A-, and became one of the few A's =D Apparently, most people got the lower B's and high C's

However, some have failed the test too. I mean, LOL. 101 questions in 50 minutes. It's ironic how I score higher on a test that was difficult for everyone.

Anyway, for the stats test, I was pretty confident in my free response questions, however, the mc questions were a bit tricky. I HOPE that I get a score that matches my level of confidence.

I mean, I feel better today, but what if my score was actually lower -_-

Anyway, after school, I started to walk slowly out the school gate. I didn't want to walk so fast to my bus stop, because then I have to wait for the bus and be out on the streets longer -_-

However, as I walked out the gate, I saw his car. I blinked and blinked.

I'm imagining, right?

But no, the guy inside was waving at me.

As I edge in closer and closer, I recognized the car and his face.

No. Way.

I walked to his car and got inside.

I later found out that he was on his lunch break. Okay, so all this time I thought his lunch break was at 11 o' clock. Surprisingly, it was noon.

He came by to pick me up, and he was also planning to go home to go to the restroom.

I'm not sure if he IS going home, because he rejected my offer to go inside to my house.
But anyway, he had a fever.

His forehead was blazingly hot, his hands were extremely warm, and his breath and lips were just extremely heated.

I'm not even sure if he'll drink a lot of water like I told him, but anyway, he had a fever and he was working and driving. -_- He is sick! Fever! it was totally a fever!

Gahh...

And it's going to rain tomorrow...

I'm not even sure if he can go see me tm =/ I sure hope he'll get better soon..

But so far...this week (technically the last week) has started off well...

If he's not going to change himself back and realize anything, then...well...I wonder should I cry a bucket of tears before the last day. I mean, if nothing good happens and give me a feeling of stability for the future, then...I have to accept that he doesn't want to be with me, because if he does, then...he would care and take action and reflect.

Of course, if he is stubborn and doesn't love me, well..there's no hope. He has to want it to achieve that change.

anyway, I dont know what holds in the future, but for now, I must live it as if it's my last.

Because who knows? It may be the last.
And if not, well, it doesn't hurt to express the love and happiness right? I do it all the time.