From now on, I'm happy to be sick

I have a boyfriend, well you all know. Actually I broke up with him on early June, then we get back on the road again on early September. It was tough when we broke up, but from then I learn how to live my life without him (wuek--throwing up).

So, last thursday, our school  was having a trip to Jakarta to attend an exhibition about several private colleges. When I arrived there, my boyfriend and I take a walk together to see whether there's good university booth to visit to. We weren't holding hands like the other couple may be, because you know my boyfriend is so strict about keeping angel-like, good images.

And before we supposed to get home (we were supposed to watch for the expo opening), my friend Aya and his boyfriend Anu asked us to get some lunch at the mall while the other friends were having it nearby. They were inside a tent enjoying their delicious, economy-priced, inexpensive meal.

Then suddenly when we arrived to the mall, Aya and I felt horrible. We were on our period and I felt like crying, hell, oh God I need to get back to my bed room, I wanna be on my bed.

Then after we had lunch, we go straight back to our homes, and Dika was following me to my house. I felt really sick on God, he was kind to be there to take care of me. Not until 15 mins later, my other friend and his boyfriend came to use my bathroom.

After they gone, I had a fight with Dika and I dropped. My head was dizzy and I can hardly breathe. Dika was panic stricken. But he didn't show it, since he has what I love about him, he is very loving, and calm. So he remained calm, he lift me to my bed, and he bought some food and feed me. Oh that was so sweet.

He planned to stay, but he can't. So he chose to stay at his friend's. But before he left, he kissed me in my face. That was the sweetest thing, and means the world to me. Oh I can't forget that. I'm happy that I was sick.

Love You, Andika!