15:00pm
We’re still deep in finals, and honestly, I think I’ve lost a couple of kilos just from stress alone. My life right now is nothing but textbooks, notes, and past papers. I haven’t really seen my friends unless we’re walking into the exam hall together, faces pale, like we’re about to walk into battle.
I tried to do the whole "study buddy" thing with Jade, thinking maybe we could motivate each other. But let me tell you, it ended with us floating in her pool, procrastinating like it was an Olympic sport. It was fun, don’t get me wrong, but it did nothing for my study plan. That’s when I realized, for the sake of my sanity, I have to study alone.
Scott? Oh no, he’s an absolute no-go for studying. We try, but it always ends the same way—us getting distracted by each other, and, well, things escalate. We end up having sex instead of actually, you know, studying. How can I focus on history when he’s sitting there looking all... Scott-like? Yeah, it’s not happening.
Speaking of Scott, I don’t even know how to explain what’s going on with us right now. Some days, he’s all over me, like he can’t get enough, and I can feel how much he cares. It’s in every look he gives me, every gentle touch. Like last night, I was PMSing so badly, feeling miserable and craving sweets at 10 p.m. , the worst possible time. I texted him, kind of expecting him to ignore it or just tell me to sleep it off. But nope, 30 minutes later, there he was at my door, standing with a bag full of sweets and chocolate. He even got the specific stuff I like. He was so sweet. It’s moments like that where I think, Okay, we’re good. He’s here, he cares.
But then... there’s something else. Something off. It’s like this weird shadow lurking in the background of everything. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I feel it. Like there’s something he’s not telling me. Maybe I’m just overthinking it (I tend to do that), but every time I bring it up, he brushes it off. He’ll tell me everything’s fine, that I’m worrying for no reason. And I try to believe him, I really do. But the doubt lingers.
Why do I do this? Why can’t I just let it go and be happy in the moment? Everything should be perfect, right? So why am I always waiting for the other shoe to drop?
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