here we go again
I feel as though my plight has been eased up a little. All thanks to Nanny whom so caringly called to comfort and reassure me that everything will be alright. What would I do without her?
Hold on, let me rewind.
The sun shone across my face when I sat up on my bed. Still early, but not the usual early. So, after enjoying an Indian cuisine breakfast, we were at Nanny's house.
There i was... calling to make sure of the transport, to make sure every little thing turn out right.
I got ready - clad in a cropped jeans jacket with a white camisole underneath, black jeans and my trusty Chuck Taylors.
It was 1.45 p.m. when Amanda, Prisilla and myself planted our tucus's in the cinema's comfy seats to wait for the Orphan to start. Yes, after that brilliant plan Amanda came up with, we got through. Well, we even looked like we're 18, so it was pretty easy to fool them.
After having to go through all that to watch the Orphan, I somehow wish I hadn't watch it. Esther gives me the creeps. Apart from the unbearable cold, that gave me the goosebumps, I now know why I don't usually enjoy watching scary movies in theaters.
Then we moved on to the second thing on our lists... Shopping!. I was ecstatic, seeing all those SALES signs everywhere, I just knew I had to purchase something. Being the spendthrift that I am, has that effect on me. Hence, the three new tops I'd so happily purchased. As for the shoes I was hoping to get, well, since it was apart of the old stock, they didn't exactly have a variety of choices.
So, apart from having an awesome day with the girls, I got grounded. A word I haven't heard nor have a reason for in a long while. Cause' I went out without permission and this time, I got caught. I could see it in my mum's eyes when she picked me up at the LRT station, she was disappointed. She was mad beyond my expectations, yet at the same time, worried. Not long after, Dad called, making sure I knew well of the fact that I am grounded until he says I'm not (whatever he means). And the thing is, I deserved it.
But now others have to suffer for my behaviour; Him. He, correction, we were really looking forward to this Friday as it would be our first outing- the one he'd waited one year for, but still insisted on another time. The one we kept a promise for. And now... he's gonna have to wait a little while longer. It just seems unfair to him. I feel as though I've disappointed him, again and probably made his week a lot more devastating than it already is. Sigh, I wish I could make it up to him. I will.
I guess I messed things up again. I took for granted their trust and now have to work hard to earn it back, once again.
Note to self: Remember to not re-live this feeling ever again. And, notify mum and dad, the five wives and one husband, before I go out anywhere. Cause' they need to know, they deserve to.
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