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I had a one-sided misunderstanding on Friday, at school. I was angry, and thought, “Ha ha, well, he’s going to be SUFFERING throughout the weekend, knowing him!”

Me? I kept replaying the whole misunderstanding event over and over again in my mind. Mental agony/torture, etc etc.

On Monday we make up (not make out!!) and you know what? He had a PlayStation weekend. Car racing. Etc. The misunderstanding didn’t cross his mind once, he says.

I could just kick myself right now. Next time, I’ll know better than to spend the whole bloody weekend obsessing.

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