classes were canceled last friday at around 0130pm due to the absurd weather conditions. but it was just, i don’t know, drizzling! (cue in loud thunder)
since the rest of the day was free for everyone, my boyfriend decided to go to the gym early so he can meet me in the afternoon. we had early dinner at mcdonald’s katipunan. and, out of random instinct, he dragged me to his place to spend the rest of the night in the homey feel of his house.
i love his home. it reminds me of our old house where my grandmother started her business. and her grandmother was such a welcoming host. actually, his whole family is very welcoming. i already met his dad and his youngest brother. they’re all kind and nice to talk to. i am yet to meet the mom though. oh dear, the thought of it gives me fear. mom’s are the hardest to please. i swear! oh well.. i digress.
i felt guilty though at the end of the night. he insisted in accompanying me home even if it was already too late. the rain was pouring hard and he was already suffering from colds. i felt really bad for him. but i felt really happy too. i feel extremely happy when i’m with him. he makes me feel safe and secure and loved.
the weather’s getting really cold already. for a person who gets cold easily, it’s nice to have someone to cuddle with. i’m glad i have my guy. :D