That bloody fool. How dare he fight with me?? I mean he is not the only wrong one here. But still

I was so hurt

The first time we fought was because I said I didnt want to go to NK for food and lied about having mentor's work. We bickered. We bickered to the point that I said I hate him . I said he is bullying me. He made a huge deal out of it. I regret that a lot. I must have looked like a dramaqueen to them both . The next day we fought again. This time again because I said I didn't want to go out for food eventhough I said i wanted to go just 3 hours ago. He was mad at me again .

This was the moment where realisation hit me that college life isn't always like how karan johar portraits the college in his movies. This was the moment where I hit my lowest after coming to college.One day Iam over him and the next day he gets me thinking if he is the one for me? Iam slipping back and forth. I had absolutely no energy to walk out that day . I didn't have the emotional strength to think back and regret about it. I wanted to clear out the whole situation because giving him time would worsen the it further . I waited for him for a whole hour while he tried on his blazer. I was sitting outside and preparing on my script to ask for forgiveness. But then it was him who came up to me first with a sorry and then we had to go back to our own hostels. Strict busy schedules yk adult life. I hate fighting. I hate smocking . I hate my bad posture. I hate maths. I hate my hair when it's not having adequate oil. I hate Emmanuval and appas music taste .

March 12