Day of Hearts

02-14-2010 Sunday

Ok, I give up being a grinch, Valentines day isn't so bad afterall. I'm really sorry guys, maybe I am freaking you all out for being so unpredictable, one moment I was mad, cursing people and things, now I am a happy little one, bursting with sunshine in my heart. So sorry, can't blame people for not totally understanding me when I can't even justify myself for being like this.

Alex did come, even though it's already 10:30 in the evening, I was delighted when he brought me a nice roasted chicken leg and this small heart thing on a stick, with three plastic roses tied to it. A teddy bear would've been nice but what he gave me is enough, I am someone sentimental, and I value things as long as it comes from someone special to me.

He said he doesn't have any money, he's not paid yet at his job so he has to work all day in his friend's motorcycle shop for him to have money today. I was mad at him all day because I thought he doesn't have any plans to visit me, I am hoping and at the same time, I'm trying to not expect too much. I told myself that if he comes to our house, I'll talk to him to break up with him.

Geez. how many times have I said that? This breaking up with him thing? Then what happened? I ended up melting in his arms. Sigh. I appreciated the fact that he worked hard today for him to have money and be able to buy me something. I know it is tiring to work 6 days a week, and now that it's his day off, he still preferred to work all day. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I deserved him.

We ate dinner together, it was a delicious food and I feel bad for having to throw up barely half an hour later. That's a problem I'm having lately. I feel sick to my stomach most of the time. Today, my stomach refuses to take in all the food I'm eating. I get hungry, I eat a minimun amount of food, then a few minutes later, I would throw up everything. I lost count on how many times I puked, more than 5, I believe.

My gramma is getting worried, and I don't want her to be. I told her I'll go to the doctor when I have the time. Right now just isn't a good time. Tomorrow is not a good time either because I plan to check out the house I'm gonna get thru Pag-Ibig. Tuesday would be good. So that if they find something wrong with me, then I get to take the day off from work. I feel like I need to take another week off to rest but I can't do that, we're counting on my salary. A day or two rest would be nice, though.

After I threw up for the last time tonight, Alex told me to rest. He sat beside me on the bed, I lie down and held his hand. He stayed for the night, and I'm glad he did.

That's my little Valentines Day story. (Please excuse the part about throwing up, I really do have a bad stomach today, lots of sorry..)

Labels: alex, hearts, love, pink crimson, Valentines Day

posted by Monica-Lynne @ 3:37 PM