I am afraid of human relationships and all the socilising stuff in general,in other words,I hate it (yep,always used in such a light-weighed fashion).Yet you from time to time get trapped into one even though you tried to stay away from it.
So I and a mate haven't talked for 3 days,and look how well it turned out for me:insomnia,bad appetite,low concentration,low motivity,and lots of 'Bad Day' music,or...should I mention The Cranberries?

Words ketp popping up in my mind while I was drifting in class,if illustrated in a tagcloud version,I am quite sure 'Patch things up''Sorry'etc. could be the giants.

Yet I just cannot squeeze these simple words out of my mind and say it like a gentleman.I guess you understand what kind of an ordeal that must have been,while,for me it's three days' taste of hell.

So,this morning,Saturday,in class,still as 'usual'(Yeah,3 days can totoally change your routine),silence,and...silence (should I burst into a good laugh at the situation and myself now?).

It's like a volcano,only the thing that was erupting was the word Sorry,Sorry,Sorry,Sorry,Sorry...I see myself tranforming into a creative artist now.

Then there's sound from him,to me.That's quite a core-shaker I'd say,not that I was suddenly a naive 12-year-old girl (or should I lower the standard to 10 if that makes sense?),well...you know what I mean.

'Are you Okay?'
That's it,that's all I was expecting,just sound,any sound from him.

Minutes later that precious word was about due.That was the moment you just can't have a second thought,or you killed the impulse and things felt flat.So I shut off my senses and nudgged him on the arm a little to get his notice,and a quick,slick,almost like a spy assassinating his target,slip-of-the-tongue-like and shameful
'I'am sorry'.

Then I just wanted to go straight out and shoot myself.But I cannot,so I buried my head in my arms and under more and more piles of textbooks.Also,I knew that my face was filling up with rushing blood and instantaniously I was to become a ripen apple.

That made me blind.And what happened next is all blurry.

When I got home from the No.1 disastor of this century and the last,I came to find that I had lost the ability of words when I tried to nail the whole thing onto my blog post.

Oh....My...God.