taking a break

i am taking a break.

a break from work.
a break from my (ex?)boyfriend.
a break from the stress that these two brings.

nope, i don't have to talk to any brit nationality today and tomorrow. yay! no emails to reply (thank heavens!), and no dumps to finish (well, that's because i ALREADY finished mine). nothing to worry - no stress.

and no, i don't need to call anyone at 4am (since tuesday), nobody to check if he's late, ate his meal or had a good night sleep. i don't have to get paranoid who he's with, where he is, what he's doing and how he spends his time. i don't have to text anyone of my whereabouts. nothing to worry - no stress.

so. i spent my first day of leave with my friends. buried my ass in front of april's couch and watched dvd then headed to the nearest starbucks and met percy. shared crazy stories and laughters over coffee. time spent with friends is always a sure way to relax and forget the hurtful things that happen in one's life.

but at the end of the day, i felt sad. i didn't receive any sms from my (ex?)boyfriend. not that i'm expecting him to text me everyday after what happened last sunday, but i kind of miss him. just the thought that he didn't text me because maybe i didn't cross his mind today sent a tiny bit pinch in my heart.

..the kind that hurts a hell lot.