And I torture myself

I was reading about the Vietnam War, and I fell asleep around 4 o'clock yesterday.

YH: You always told me that was a good school; that was the school you wanted me to go to. Why do you not want to go now?
Me: I don't know...
YH: Forget about what I can or cannot do. I think you should go.
Me: I don't think so, I will never see you again if I do...
YH: You would never see me anyway, xiao mei nv. What are you thinking?!

And he was so frustrated... I couldn't tell if he was angrier because I was forgetting him or angrier because I still remembered.

Then today I couldn't help it - I began reading our old emails. He was really a very good person to me...

Haha... I don't know why I do this to myself...