You know that moment when you constantly remind yourself not to get too excited over something because there's a big chance for it not happening. That is what I exactly did this weekend. I was so looking forward to talking to someone but I had to remind myself not to. And somehow my instinct was right. The call, the talk didn't happen. Am I bitter? No. Am I sad? Yes. Am I disappointed? Yes. Am I that unimportant that someone wouldn't want to keep a promise made to me? Times like this, I get to question what is wrong with me. Why is it that I am always made to feel this way?
Oh well.
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