Two days since I last heard from him, since the break up. I've been staring at my phone for the past one hour hoping he'd call, he usually called by this time. I've been biting my fingers,so nervous. By the time its 12:30am I know no one's calling anybody. Hmmm...the reality of the fact that he's gone for real hits me again as I cry myself to sleep. And of course by morning even the concealer can't hide my the bags under my eyes. I wanted to pretend I am in a Walt Disney movie and singing will make me feel better but all that came out is a hoarse throaty sound...oh crap! my voice walked out on me too? What else could possibly go wrong? Then I lock my key inside my room! And I get a message beep, "The man is taking attendance o and he'll soon leave" Shit! I'd forgotten about my early morning class, whatever happened to boys before books. By the time am done apologizing to the bike man for not being able to pay him because I had apparen...