90. One would be shocked to find out that I've once gotten lost in my own city. I'm a homebody, and I prefer to be in my home than anywhere else, except with you of course. We were to attend a debut of one of our classmates and the venue was at a clubhouse I think. I was expecting you to come to my house so that we could go there together but you refused me, saying that we'll just meet up at a friend's house instead. I begged you to reconsider and fetch me but you refused and just gave me instructions on how to commute. I knew how to commute using public transportation mind you, but wasn't so familiar with the routes of other jeepneys other than the ones I normally used. In spite of my hesitation and my disappointment with you, I soldiered on and commuted though it was already dark. I told the driver where I was going but I really had no clue where that was in the first place. I soon found myself lost so I just got off the jeep in front of a certain church. Horrified and trying to keep myself calm, I texted you my dillema and you told me that we'll meet at a school. I got on a taxi, in spite of the added cost, and met you there. I was furious at you because you knew that I wasn't familiar with the routes. Does a good boyfriend expose his girlfriend to the risk of travelling alone, at night and to getting lost? No way. A good boyfriend would have at least met her at a place where she was familiar with. I wouldn't have minded so much if I was with someone but alas I was alone. So next time, be there with me, let's get lost together. It will be infinitely more fun.
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