I was completely dreading the fact that I had another seven más hours until I had to face Joel for the first time since that rain incident.I was looking up at Juan's guesthouse bedroom ceiling.It was completely pitch black but yet to me,it dicho so much.It dicho how my corazón felt and how drained my brain was.The black ceiling stated exactly what I wanted to happen,for it to just stay night forever.Why did I have to go to school tomorrow?Why did I have to see that jerk and his perky,little,annoying girlfriend?I just want to stay here in this bed.
I sadly had three classes with Joel and two with Lulu,(Juan was in all of them);and that kind of made me feel better.The fact that I wasn't completely alone gave me some comfort.But just because was there to protect me from those two awful people;didn't mean he could protect me from my myself.Myself.The one that would have to hold back the tears and breakdowns the whole day,myself,the one that would have the negative thoughts and horrible memory of Friday stuck in my head all day.I was completely stuck now.There was no use in playing sick because Juan would never believe me.He knew it would the first excuse I would come up with to get out of going to school....he was right,like always.
I wish there was this kind of sleeping pill tu could take like back in Romeo and Juliet's time where tu could pretend to be head for a whole día and everyone would stop caring about tu because tu were dead.But a thought came to mind though,we do have sleeping pills there called Tylenol p.m. but not as effective,unfortunately.And I didn't feel like actually dying at the moment,so overdose wasn't an option,so I could stop concerting it now.I was running out of options though.
It wasn't that I was scared of seeing Joel o facing the facts,its just that...I don't know exactly how strong I am yet,so I can't exact;y guarantee a breakdown.
The tossing and turning I was doing was giving me a huge headache now.Maybe I really did need Tylenol?But it was about one in the morning so there was really no use for it.Besides,I actually didn't want to sleep.What I wanted to do is watch late night tv but whenever I stayed in the guesthouse,Juan always stayed with me,so I didn't want to wake him considering he was in the very siguiente room sleeping.
Well maybe I could sneak down to the living room and watch tv.But I would have to be really quiet but darkness and a "clumsy Jaslene" wasn't exactly an EHarmony match.It was a horrible match actually,worse than a skater boy with pretty in rosado, rosa girl.just awful.Like leg breaking awful,literally.
But I figured I would use Juaney's phone that I estola earlier to guide my way down stairs.It was worth a try,right?But Juan was a very light sleeper,especially with me in the same house.So over protective that Juaney.
As I creaked open the door with the phone tightly in my hands and tiptoed down the hall, and slide down the stairs,then banging my head against the living room door I fell to my knees.Luckily the white as snow carpet muted my fall.But as I started to listen for movement,I heard voices but not Juan's voice.Then I looked at the living room door one más time and saw the light through the crease of the door.I couldn't believe Juaney was up and eating what smelled like día old ,warmed up pizza.So much for Mr.Nutrition.But why was he up though?What could possibly be on his mind that would keep up until one in the morning?
"Exactly,why can't she just amor me the same way I desperately amor her?" Juan sounded like he was crying o something.He copied the words of the televisión perfectly.
Who could Juan be talking about though?Which girl would he amor so much,and her be stupid enough not to know.Juaney shows all the signs when he likes a person,so who could this stupid girl be that was breaking my best friend's heart?
I sadly had three classes with Joel and two with Lulu,(Juan was in all of them);and that kind of made me feel better.The fact that I wasn't completely alone gave me some comfort.But just because was there to protect me from those two awful people;didn't mean he could protect me from my myself.Myself.The one that would have to hold back the tears and breakdowns the whole day,myself,the one that would have the negative thoughts and horrible memory of Friday stuck in my head all day.I was completely stuck now.There was no use in playing sick because Juan would never believe me.He knew it would the first excuse I would come up with to get out of going to school....he was right,like always.
I wish there was this kind of sleeping pill tu could take like back in Romeo and Juliet's time where tu could pretend to be head for a whole día and everyone would stop caring about tu because tu were dead.But a thought came to mind though,we do have sleeping pills there called Tylenol p.m. but not as effective,unfortunately.And I didn't feel like actually dying at the moment,so overdose wasn't an option,so I could stop concerting it now.I was running out of options though.
It wasn't that I was scared of seeing Joel o facing the facts,its just that...I don't know exactly how strong I am yet,so I can't exact;y guarantee a breakdown.
The tossing and turning I was doing was giving me a huge headache now.Maybe I really did need Tylenol?But it was about one in the morning so there was really no use for it.Besides,I actually didn't want to sleep.What I wanted to do is watch late night tv but whenever I stayed in the guesthouse,Juan always stayed with me,so I didn't want to wake him considering he was in the very siguiente room sleeping.
Well maybe I could sneak down to the living room and watch tv.But I would have to be really quiet but darkness and a "clumsy Jaslene" wasn't exactly an EHarmony match.It was a horrible match actually,worse than a skater boy with pretty in rosado, rosa girl.just awful.Like leg breaking awful,literally.
But I figured I would use Juaney's phone that I estola earlier to guide my way down stairs.It was worth a try,right?But Juan was a very light sleeper,especially with me in the same house.So over protective that Juaney.
As I creaked open the door with the phone tightly in my hands and tiptoed down the hall, and slide down the stairs,then banging my head against the living room door I fell to my knees.Luckily the white as snow carpet muted my fall.But as I started to listen for movement,I heard voices but not Juan's voice.Then I looked at the living room door one más time and saw the light through the crease of the door.I couldn't believe Juaney was up and eating what smelled like día old ,warmed up pizza.So much for Mr.Nutrition.But why was he up though?What could possibly be on his mind that would keep up until one in the morning?
"Exactly,why can't she just amor me the same way I desperately amor her?" Juan sounded like he was crying o something.He copied the words of the televisión perfectly.
Who could Juan be talking about though?Which girl would he amor so much,and her be stupid enough not to know.Juaney shows all the signs when he likes a person,so who could this stupid girl be that was breaking my best friend's heart?
have tu noticed when tu fall in amor it feels like your flying? I have. It the most wonderful feeling in the world. But when do tu feel it? Do tu feel it when tu fall in love, o when tu just are overfilled with joy?
Have tu ever felt it? o have tu felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that tu have to fly away from it before your amor hurts you? o does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what tu think...
Have tu ever felt it? o have tu felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that tu have to fly away from it before your amor hurts you? o does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what tu think...
Give away to the morning
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the día go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the día go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...