Today I stayed in the Library til closing time. On a Friday night mind you. When my exams are done I’m gonna make a bonfire out of all the notes and books I have accumulated over the semester and roast marshmellows over it. Burn and die Pink and Blue Sheets. See you in hell Principles of Business Law textbook.

NONETHELESS, good progress + good food + good company = good day

But today as we kissed goodbye, he suddenly broke away.

‘Woah,’ he said, blinking to himself. ‘You just made my head spin,’ he added with a smile.

In an instant my insides turned to ice. My heart switched places with my stomach as if I were free falling from one of those insanely tall skyscrapers.

Oh hell no. I’m so not ready for this.

Don’t they know that fear of disappointment always walks hand in hand with fear of serious relationships? Perhaps even fear of falling in love. No, I am not overreacting, at the rate this is going I’m probably underestimating it. Or maybe this fear has taken new heights and I’m starting to overanalyse things as a reflex action.

Do I want to be with him? Yes.

Do I want to have a relationship? No.

As a good friend of mine once said to me: ‘God, what have you gotten yourself into this time?’

By the way, did you know that Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia is the fear of long words? I kid you not, go Google it. Wonder what it’s like having a fear you can’t talk about.