September 10, 2008
Two hours passed he still hasnít arrived yet. I was about to go home when I spotted him. I would normally have been very mad but for some reasons I wasnít. It seemed like I just didnít care enough or my anxiety faded when I saw him. I saw him first; he didnít notice that I was trailing him all along as he went looking for me frantically. As he quickly darted to search the place to see if I was still there I could tell he's worried. At last he turned around and I just greeted him with a smile.