Bad Days
Bad days, now that i think about it, are regular or even good days with just something nasty happening. I thought that yesterday was a bad day for me but after a good night's sleep, it wasnt really bad. One disappointing thing just happened and it made me think that that day was nasty. I sold one of the 5 mobile phones i keep so its a good thing. Now i only use smart, sun, globe and pldt. My karate class was ok. Hanging out and discussing business with my sister was fun. The weather was nice. No problems came up other than the carpenter not being able to come and finish some work at the apartment.
There was this incident. Ive been an acquaintance of this girl for a few months now. It took me a long time to gather the guts to ask her out. I knew that she was still single a few weeks ago. Yesterday, i asked her and she said that she cant anymore. Someone beat me to it. Sigh.
Yeah, im torpe but it really isnt easy asking a girl out. The thought of being rejected is a really strong thing. At least, it wasnt as if she didnt want to go out with me, just that she cant.
There was this incident. Ive been an acquaintance of this girl for a few months now. It took me a long time to gather the guts to ask her out. I knew that she was still single a few weeks ago. Yesterday, i asked her and she said that she cant anymore. Someone beat me to it. Sigh.
Yeah, im torpe but it really isnt easy asking a girl out. The thought of being rejected is a really strong thing. At least, it wasnt as if she didnt want to go out with me, just that she cant.
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