Account of me #1

Today, I went for GP remedial, and there, I returned her squash rackets I borrowed the previous day.

I returned, I said thank you, she said yeah, but still disgusted to look at me; as if she would get a blinding eye-sore as soon she sees me... The door was more pleasant.

I played badminton.

I still felt the awkwardness in front of her. Perhaps I am still afraid of her contempt towards me.

Honestly, I am scared. And reluctant.

and scared if her feeling became worse.

...

She was still playing badminton, and thus, I went to play in the empty squash court.

Not so long, she came.

She asked for the racquet, without words; she only extended her arm, no words, no smile.

Then she left immediately, as if I am invisible.

..

At least I tried to limit the amount of time I talked to her; only when necessary.

Or perhaps too little amount, as if I abandoned her as my friend.

So she still in that disgusted mood towards me.

I just met her after the change anyways.

But to be honest, I still failed to act normally and spiritedly in front of her.

Too bad. So sad.

I will do my best the next time.

I believe the change will come.