Cry baby

Third day…

Here I am…crying. And just now I nearly picked up the phone to call Jerk. I even wanted to send him a message when I saw him online. Mad.

I wanna tell him about my interview today…I wanna tell him I got a job from a bridal store…I wanna share with him some videos I discovered from youtube last night…I wanna tell him something happened at home today makes me sad…but he wouldn’t be interested anymore, right?

Donk asked me why I am weeping over someone who doesn’t give a damn.

…I don’t know.

I used to complain that he always make fun of me and laugh at whatever I do or say.

Now I kinda miss that. I miss Jerk.

Darn.