IDK what’s happening.
It’s been a crazy month, let me yap about it.
February 8th. Horrible day. My birthday. Tell myself that if boy I used to like doesn’t say happy birthday, it’s time to consider he may not be for me.
He didn’t say happy birthday.
So I make a deal with myself and God, that if no male friend of mine messages me privately about literally anything, by the end of March 8th, I’m gonna give up on love.
February goes on. Lots of drama at work (nothing worth your time but it took quite a toll on my mental health tbh)
February ends and nothing happens.
March 1st I wake up sick.
But alas! I FaceTime my sister after church and her phone was passed around family members as they tried to do important things while keeping me there. I say hi to lots of friends (my crush being one) and I think to myself maybe there’s hope. Maybe after saying hi, he’ll miss me and wanna talk to me…
(Spoiler alert I may be the most delulu person on the planet)
Nothing happens.
A few more days and nothing. Then I stay up too late and look at my phone. It’s the end of March 8th and nothing. But if it’s so late then obviously it’s time to call it. Give up on love for now. I go to sleep wanting to cry.
I wake up the next morning and realize today is March 8th. It was after midnight. It’s not yet the end of the 8th.
I have one more day.
Butttt probably nothing will happen.
Anyways today my father took me to work with him to volunteer.
While I was there this teenage boy kept staring at me. Which idk if is really weird or just normal. Sometimes you stare at new people to get a first impression yk? But also, do teenage boys actually do that? Idk but come to think of it, it actually isn’t weird tbh cause people like people older all the time (me. I like older people). So it’s only weird if I like him which I don’t so we’re good. Ignore me.
I take a break from work and look at my phone.
I pause.
My male friend I never would’ve expected to message me, massaged me.