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I'm just your average girl next door. Need I say more? I write about what I think feels. I don't care about what you think about me 'cause it don't matter. If you think you don't like me or my blog, you can leave. Otherwise, come on in and hear my rants!! =) A year older comes May second. Sexy, Naughty, Bithcy ME!

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Thursday, January 20, 2005
I am so mad!

What a day!!!
I came back this morning, and By asked me if I am going over his place today. I said I'm not sure yet cos I am very tired. I am sick (due to the bad weather in perth - bushfire, haze & the sun being scorching hot but the breeze is sooo cold) and he doesnt care. And the best part is I am on morning standby tomorrow!!! * sigh *
He was not-so-happy when I said "see how" and I gave in and said fine, i'll go over. And that's when trouble started. Is it my fault?
I am patient enough to make it last this long, but why do I always have to give in all the time & why does he like to push all the blame on me??? I've never ever wrote anything about my personal feelings on the blog, but I just cant take it this time around.
What have I done to deserve this? Already feeling so tired & lethargic, I've now got to think of this stupid argument!! This is too much!! If its him, he has NEVER sacrificed coming over to my place after work when he's tired. He always have the stupid excuse. But me, I ALWAYS have to go over to his house in PASIR RIS ( & I'm staying in WOODLANDS ) no matter how tired i am after work. Its just not fair.. I thought its all about compromise? This is getting out of hand and for a moment, I am feeling soooo very mad!!!
* sabar fad! * something in my head tells me... this is part & parcel of relationship.
But we have to give & take, and not me always giving & taking all the time!!!
i am soooo mad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!