Monday, September 26, 2011

boyfriend issues.

Last week I ate Shawarma Rice with my boyfriend at the mall. I am crazy for Shawarma Rice and Mocca Shake these days and I wanted to share it to him.

While I ate and he waited for his Shawarma Rice to be cooked, I was talking about something to him. The topic? I couldn't remember now, but I could still remember its importance because I was trying to give him very specific details.

I was in the middle of talking when he abruptly stood up and left me on our table. I stopped talking then, shocked.

When he came back, I teased him about what he did. I laughed, and he looked embarrassed (I guess). Then I did a few scenes to mock him more. In the middle of my "fit", he said, "Uli na ta na."

What he said seemed to put more gas into the very big flame in front of him, a bonfire. I was in my acting element that I even did crying sounds. I laughed so much because his face was so unreadable. I couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

I turned my hurtful experience to a laughing matter.

Yeah, how very savvy of me.

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