Song of the day: This providence – My beautiful rescue
I did something bad.
“N, I need coins for laundry…” My voice trailed off as she jumped and quickly, too quickly, minimized a window she had open on her laptop.
“I don’t have change” She responded, trying to act cool.
“What did you just minimize?” I shot at her.
“Nothing.” She gave me a challenging look.
“Aha. Hey, what’s your blog address? You never gave it to me” I followed my hunch.
“I’m not going to give it to you”
“Why not?”
“Because.”
I glared at her.
She glared back.
“Fine.”
I stomped back to my room, forgetting about the piles of dirty clothes on the living room floor ( divided into whites and coloured =D), flipped open my laptop and began the mission of hunting down her blog.
That was what? Last week? I GAVE UP. How is it that I just randomly stumbled upon it today?
I am crippled with guilt. Once I read a little and connected the dots I knew it was her that typed up the posts and I couldn’t stop after that, I had to read every friggin word posted on that stupid webpage. I didn’t expect it to be this open, this…mushy. I just thought it would be a story, like all the other Bahraini bloggers these days, but it was more than that.
-guilt-
In other news:
I have mentally stack-piled the assignments I’m supposed to be working on this term at the back of my head and it seems like I’m going to leave them there for a while.
I have renewed my addiction to Coco Pops
I’m on the verge of being flat broke again.
…and I’m late for class…
BYE!
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