08 More Days Till My Birthday
Another bad day. I hate my life. I am so tired. I talked to Donny on the phone until after midnight. The conversation was from 9 PM to midnight. Right before we hung up it went like this....
Him: I love you
*silence*
Him: Don't be shy. You can say it.
Me: Why did you say that to me?
Him: Because I wanted to...
Me: Oh...wait I gotta....AWWWWWW!
Him: SCH-WING!
Me: Ok...well, goodnight.
Him: Goodnight
*click*
I wasn't expecting that at all. It was weird. I really don't think he meant it though. Maybe I'm just being dumb. I don't know. I don't know what I'm going to do this weekend. Probably nothing like I do every other weekend. Oh well, I'll just talk on the phone the whole time.
Him: I love you
*silence*
Him: Don't be shy. You can say it.
Me: Why did you say that to me?
Him: Because I wanted to...
Me: Oh...wait I gotta....AWWWWWW!
Him: SCH-WING!
Me: Ok...well, goodnight.
Him: Goodnight
*click*
I wasn't expecting that at all. It was weird. I really don't think he meant it though. Maybe I'm just being dumb. I don't know. I don't know what I'm going to do this weekend. Probably nothing like I do every other weekend. Oh well, I'll just talk on the phone the whole time.