Making Up

08-03-2010 Tuesday

Alex waited in Espana for one hour. I don't know what urged him to wake up as early as 4:00 in the morning just to pick me up from work but if this is his way of trying to make it up to me, then so be it. I'm glad. That's completely fine with me.

I rendered a 30 minute overtime rather than attending my new team's post shift meeting. Oh wait, I've been too caught up with the recent incident about Alex that I forgot to mention in this blog that the team I dearly love has been dissolved. We've been dispersed to different teams. How sad. I can talk about it some other time. Too much drama makes me nauseous.

Back to what I was saying, I had no idea at all that Alex is gonna pick me up. He told me yesterday he'll try to wake up early but I've learned to not believe him whenever he would say that. He's not a morning person and waking him up in the morning is like asking a stone to move by itself.

I never thought he would wait for me that long but lo, he did. He was still there, sitting on his motorcycle, when I arrived in Espana. He stood up and stretched when he saw me got off the jeepney. I walked up to him and messed his already messy hair.

We arrived in the house while it's still dark and that's how I like it. The smell of morning coffee and hotdogs greeted me when I walked inside on the way to our room. The regular people in the boarding house are only getting started on their day while here I am, drained and eager to lie in bed to sleep. It reminds me how much I hate working during the night.

I took a quick shower, changed into a loose shirt and a clean pair of shorts, and sat on the bed beside Alex. He's watching another boring motorcycle race on TV. Why did I call it boring? Imagine a race having 40 laps? There's even one with 60 laps. It's too tiring to watch a race that long.

He pulled me closer, whispered 'I love you' in my ear and kissed my cheek. I raised an eyebrow. He sure is acting pretty sweet. Part of trying to make it up to me? Whatever.

I lie down in bed, hugged the pillow and slept. I still have some thinking to do when I have enough strength for it.

Labels: alex, Blumentritt, espana, making it work, motorcycle, pink crimson, relationships

posted by Monica-Lynne @ 10:38 AM