He asked where she went. No one else answered him, so I did. "She went to see your cca teacher, you slacker."
Perhaps its the way I phrased it. Perhaps it the way I said it - slightly louder than I normally talk because the canteen was noisy. Perhaps it's because he's sensitive to the word 'slacker'. Perhaps it's because I've teased him too many times about him skipping cca and she having to work so hard. Or maybe it's cos I take responsibility seriously, and so people think I'm serious about everything I do or talk about - oh she's no fun, she doesn't joke around, she doesn't laugh much.
Because his eyes hardened and his lips had a frown to it. He replied, "Please get your facts right. She's an exco member okay." And so I realised he thought I was accusing him of being wrong. And I apologised, but I was ignored. I called his name many times, but he refused to make eye contact with me - and this is coming from the person who isn't comfortable with making eye contact with others. I
It's late. I'll continue writing this tomorrow, after I've asked myself even more questions on my social life and how my brain works.
I just wanna go somewhere where I don't need much interaction with people okay. I just want a book, a cup of tea, and perhaps a doggie at my feet. Just wanna feel loved. Off to bed to cry.