Hold Back the Happy Smile

Fuck me.

Peter pissed me off to no end last night... really felt like sending a fist into his face, but I held back.

What was it that made me feel like that?
Don't know.

But now I'm thinking it's probably because all that bottled up anger at him for the past... 10 weeks of Friday nights?

I don't care about the score as much as I care about having a good game.

Regret is not what I'm trying for, but I'm starting to regret a lot of stuff.

Why not just be the solitary one, instead of running the risk of building up hatred and jeopardizing a friendship?

Oh, and also, I hope Liam pulls it off, really I do. Just hoping the best for his relationship. Just so he won't actually annoy me about it. And I don't like seeing people depressed.

Anyway, today was a total waste of a Saturday, it felt like...

Woke up at 11, went to work, read the newspaper, and went to tuition. Came home for a bit, then went to work again. And it was quite busy.

Now I'm home and sitting my arse in front of the computer.. Lazy, eh?