More like a crazy Sunday.
2 hours before I stepped into the field in the stadium for the cheerleading stunt, I got a message from my sister.
Apparently I will be an uncle soon.
It was something really shocking, even for me; though my siblings thought I handled the whole situation much unexpectedly calm, for me being the drama queen and all.
Flash wedding, expected labor date in late June, tsunami in the home; I'm just glad everything didn't go on berserk mode when I went back home yesterday.
On the other hand, T has been sending me ambiguous messages and unanswered messages as well.
That morning when I got the news from my sis, I dropped T a message:
"If you have 5 minutes to post a photo, you have 5 minutes to just explain to me what is going on,"
the picture that ticked me off
More sorry messages came in, I'd swear I was going to breakdown on some point, thinking that its THE SIGN.
Especially when this dropped in:
"I'm sorry. I have something a message for you in summer."
It seemed to be the ultimate sign to me.
But towards the end of the day, it turned out to be just my misunderstand.
I should have changed the English into Thai mode.
"I cannot talk to you." in English mean so different in Thai; which means "I am unable to talk to you."
T is busy with a camp, so T felt bad for not being able to spend time with me.
I'm perfectly fine with that; though a simple goodnight everyday would suffice.
So two dramas ended well in one night; no blood spilled or no hearts broken, maybe just my mom because she felt she got betrayed by my sister a little.
I guess I have to be stronger, after all I'm the eldest son in the family.
PS: My lecturer actually whack me in my butt when I got fickle minded in answering the number of bacteria colonies in my agar plate. How kinky in that!