Alright. I'm updating my thursday and friday events on a saturday! OKIE! I know I'm a hopeless freak who always procrastinate stuff! Ya don't have to tell me that, coz I know that myself! Even though it's only 2 days of MIA, much events have happened during that period.
Thursday: I had a Physics makeup lecture from 7.30-8.30 pm. I had a 3 hour break before the Physics lecture commence. So I hid myself in the library to study and... SLEEP! Hahaha... Well, Razak was there with me. He and his friend were there. He taught me Physics as usual. I bombed him with questions until he can't answer and was befounded! Hahaha... Yeah... Then he exclaimed, 'YA HOR! HOW COME CANNOT! WHY NO ONE THINK OF THIS METHOD BEFORE!? Waahhh!!! Assoc Prof Chan!' That guy is a total crap man! We joked around, well, he tried to tickle me. But I didn't allow him coz I just know him and I won't allow any other guy to touch me except my bf, my bro n my dad. Yeah... After the Physics lecture, I rushed down to Boon Lay bus interchange to meet my Hubby. Then we had dinner at Jurong Point foodcourt.
After that we headed home as it was late. During the train-ride, he tried to tickle me. At that moment, I blurted out, ' Don't tickle me like what Razak tried to!' At that split instant, his facial expression and mood change a 360 degree. We had a argument in the train. Haiz... maybe he's stressed out at work, and maybe I was tired too. It was quite a heated argument... When I reached home, it was close to 12 midnight...
Friday: Today I had a Religion and Social Life makeup lecture. After that I went out with Cheah Liang for dinner with his friends at Suntec City. I was EXTREMELY tired. I woke up at 6 this morning coz I've a laboratory lesson at 8.30 am. And I had to wait for 6.30 pm for the makeup lecture to end. I rushed down to City Hall interchange to meet Cheah Liang. It seems that ever since I entered University, I'm always rushing here and there. Even for lectures and tutorials. I find that I don't have much time even for myself! The dinner was ok. But I had not much appetite. Don't really know why. Maybe it's because of the lethargy. After that my brother sent me a message to tell me to go home before it gets too late. On the way home, we quarrelled again! I don't know how come we're always arguing and quarrelling. It's so different from other relationships, where the couples are so peaceful. He said that I've changed ever since I went to the university. He told me to think and reflect upon my actions and conversations I've with him. Have I really changed that much? Somehow I don't think so except that I'm always in the rush. The university life is always on the go. If I don't keep along with the flow, I'll be forever behind, and the catching up will be tough. Everynight I reach home, I'll be so brain-dead and physically-stroked. He flared up when I told him I've got no interest to talk to him about such matters. He punched the pillars below my block, until his knuckles bled and swelled. My heart aches when I see him in such temper. At that moment, I really felt like standing in front of the pillar and hit me instead so that his knuckles won't be injured. He accused that I'm the one who's not loving him, and not the other way round. I wanted to slap his face. But I'm so fucking tired and I'm not feeling well, I really don't wish to argue or reason with him for whatever I say, he won't listen and accuse me even more. I feel that by keeping my mouth shut and allow him to scream and hurl accusations at me is the best way to end the 'conversation'. I did manged to get home, suprisingly. When he reached home, we talked for awhile before I hang up and drifted to sleep.
Saturday: Here I'm updating my 2 days incidents and blasting my speakers off. I'm gonna start my self-study soon, right after this blog. It really is pathetic that I've to spend my holiday on monday to study. But what choice do I have? Exams are drawing near. Better to start now than late. I'm gonna meet my boyfriend later. So I've to do some studying. Be a responsible student.
Adios
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