
I thought our date will be the
best date I ever had, but I was wrong. We met at exactly 6 p.m. I have waited
for him until he was finished with his work. It was almost 3 hours of waiting.
I haven’t had any sleep because I came from a graveyard shift. We ate at
Pizza Hut Bistro and had coffee at Gloria Jeans. Most of the time,
it was silent, maybe it was the waiting or the lack of sleep but it was a
nightmare. It's as if we were both on different planets. It makes my heart grow
so big and so heavy that it is beating as if it wants out of my body. After the
dreaded date, I just pampered myself by watching my second favorite comedy
series Ally Mcbeal to give myself a good laugh. To my amazement, it didn’t
work. Now, I couldn't help but wonder, why do we have to resort to
something comedic in order to escape our worst date ever?