canadian border.

After school, I went to meet with D and I decided to accompany him to go pick up his friend in Pittsburgh.
Well not exactly in Plattsburgh, but at the border of the country, because we didn't have our passports.

It wasn't that long of a drive... about an hour.
Just as we got there, we received a message from the airport, saying that his friend's flight got delayed.. for two hours and a half -__-''
We were pissed about it at first, because there's absolutely nothing to do there. There's a really sketchy restaurant called "RESTAURANT" and on the other side, there's a Best Western, a camping area and a bistro.
We decided to go eat at the bistro, because the other restaurant looked really ghetto.
It was kind of awkward because we were the only ones there.

So overall, his friend was super late and we waited for a total of 4 hours.
But it's okay, we spent quality time together and it was nice. [:

roses and egg tarts.

A lot of crap happened on Saturday.
I was really bummed about not seeing D this week. At all.
Sometimes I feel like being in my shoes is just pathetic, because all I do is wait. Wait after him to find time for me.
It's like I'm always trying to consider him and by doing so, I forgot about myself.

I got mad yesterday because I realized that it really just wasn't fair for me.
It wasn't fair that I was left alone when he did have the time during the week to maybe come and see me or something, and yet he didn't.
I think this is the first time I'm mad and that I'm actually standing up for myself and not giving in so easily.
I'm trying to be as understanding as I can be, but I can only take so much.

After realizing that I was really upset, he sent me roses today with a note saying "Happy six months and one day."

Sigh. Why does he have to be such a sweetheart.

I was still mad, because even if I was happy that he was thoughtful and caring for sending me flowers, it still didn't change the fact that he wasn't there for me the day before. Okay, yes I know I'm being a bit harsh, but all I wanted was a bit of time from him and instead he just made other plans.

He knew that I was still unhappy, so he passed by and dropped a box at my front door.
5 egg tarts... because he ate one! -____-