I never really knew that the term "heavy heart" was a literal one.
It's such a bizzare feeling.
Walter called me last night (after I had sent an email and a text requesting my book all weekend). He was going to drop it off yesterday but was out late the night before partying and forgot it.
I guess he danced with a lot of good looking girls :).
I would be happier if that didn't hurt so much. He didn't really like to dance with me...
So today I'm going to go quickly pick up my Anthropology book. I'm praying the weather lets up just a bit...as I will be doing a lot of walking.
I've never really hurt this much before. I've never physically felt the pain of loving someone who doesn't really want you back.
Every day though that I get through I am better for it though :). And I have hope.
This weekend was nice. Friday Evan and I went to see The Return and then to dinner. Saturday I went with Sherry to see Borat and we went and had bubble tea.
I ran into Mariha at the cafe. It was nice. :) I finally met Patrick, and they were both quite sweet and encouring of me in that I have a lot of potential.
It made me happy. It was also just good to see her.
Well, I fear it's going to be a long day...Gloomy days with sad heart tend to be.
I do in fact hope it's a fantastic day for everyone else though!!! :D
OH! I have lovely lovely lovely news that I'll write all about when I come home tonight. I can't believe I forgot!(Concerning volunteer work).