A cup of tea... anyone?

He called yesterday, which was very unexpected and very very surprising. I didn't know whether to ignore him or answer it. But, eventually, I pressed the button and said "Hello". And yes, after that, I feel like a complete idiot. I am such a weak person. I'm either a weak person or a very nice person. Why did I pick up? After countless of people telling me to ignore him and not to see him anymore or reply him on msn, yet, I did the most craziest thing and answered his call. WELL DONE SALLY!! I figured I'm picking up the phone as a friend because I know how hard it is for him to even begin to call me.

If u're wondering, we didn't talked much. He just called to say hello. He did most of the talking, after all, I have nothing to say to him. It was very awkward. He asked me what I'm doing, I lied and said nothing. I was so tempted to tell him about my job interview, how much stuff I brought at DFO, my hair dye mishaps and starting uni and joining back to Oxygen. But, I refrained myself and I'm glad I did. I didn't think telling him all these things will help me in any way at all. I asked him about his trip, all he could say was that it was ok. But, I knew it was more than ok. I guess he sense I didn't want to talk much so he decided it would be unfair to say alot. And he said he might come back to Melbourne next month and find me to hang out. Inside, I just went... I don't think so.

And just when I'm starting to get over him... He just had to call and I had to answer it. Well, for now, I'm just glad he's not in Melbourne. I just hope I'm stronger next time...