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This is my blog, my rants. My stories of life.
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!
dylalicious@gmail.com
This is my blog, my rants. My stories of life.
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!
dylalicious@gmail.com
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Monday, January 05, 2009
The Many Faces
I am still confused.
After that incident, Dear seems better.
But another incident happened and he was back to his attitude again.
* sigh *
I guess I cant expect him to ever change.
What happened was, we were out with my in-laws.
We went to Mustafa Centre.
It was about 2 in the morning when we were done, and my in-laws were hungry.
So, after some shopping, we decided to go for supper.
Half way through the journey at PIE, he called his friend.
Dont ask me who, cos I dont know.
The next thing we knew, TP ( Traffic Police ) was just next to us.
They asked us to move to the left.
He was asked to step out and bla bla bla.
It took them a good 15 mins before the "interrogation" was done.
Dear's hp was seized and only his SIM card and memory card was returned to him.
I suspected he must be in a very bad mood.
Upon reaching Pasir Ris, my gut feelings came true.
He was pissed that he was summoned.
And as usual, vented his anger on me.
He was telling me that he regretted his actions.
So I told him, " That's why I always tell you that if you wanna use the hp, always use it on the left side instead as at least the traffic will not be able to really see that you are on the phone"
The next thing I knew, he raised his voice saying, "Now than you say this and that.."
I got so pissed off, I raised my voice back at him, "If you are pissed with yourself after getting the summon, dont vent your anger on other people for nothing okay!"
And then I walked out of the room.
What the hell?
It always happen to me. I really cant keep quoiet anymore.
The more I keep mum about it, the more he thinks that he is always right.
Throughout the journey back to Woodlands, I did not speak to him at all.
Not a single word. Usually, I try not to fall asleep so as to accompany him on the journey and also to prevent him from falling asleep.
But that day, I couldnt be bothered and just sleep throughout the journey.
But of course, occasionally I did wake up just to check on him.
If he's got his ego, so do I right?
Upon reaching home, I guessed he realised he was wrong, he apologised.
I accepted the apology and just walk away.
Its always like that, do something wrong, say sorry and do it again.
Well, life's like that.
After that incident, Dear seems better.
But another incident happened and he was back to his attitude again.
* sigh *
I guess I cant expect him to ever change.
What happened was, we were out with my in-laws.
We went to Mustafa Centre.
It was about 2 in the morning when we were done, and my in-laws were hungry.
So, after some shopping, we decided to go for supper.
Half way through the journey at PIE, he called his friend.
Dont ask me who, cos I dont know.
The next thing we knew, TP ( Traffic Police ) was just next to us.
They asked us to move to the left.
He was asked to step out and bla bla bla.
It took them a good 15 mins before the "interrogation" was done.
Dear's hp was seized and only his SIM card and memory card was returned to him.
I suspected he must be in a very bad mood.
Upon reaching Pasir Ris, my gut feelings came true.
He was pissed that he was summoned.
And as usual, vented his anger on me.
He was telling me that he regretted his actions.
So I told him, " That's why I always tell you that if you wanna use the hp, always use it on the left side instead as at least the traffic will not be able to really see that you are on the phone"
The next thing I knew, he raised his voice saying, "Now than you say this and that.."
I got so pissed off, I raised my voice back at him, "If you are pissed with yourself after getting the summon, dont vent your anger on other people for nothing okay!"
And then I walked out of the room.
What the hell?
It always happen to me. I really cant keep quoiet anymore.
The more I keep mum about it, the more he thinks that he is always right.
Throughout the journey back to Woodlands, I did not speak to him at all.
Not a single word. Usually, I try not to fall asleep so as to accompany him on the journey and also to prevent him from falling asleep.
But that day, I couldnt be bothered and just sleep throughout the journey.
But of course, occasionally I did wake up just to check on him.
If he's got his ego, so do I right?
Upon reaching home, I guessed he realised he was wrong, he apologised.
I accepted the apology and just walk away.
Its always like that, do something wrong, say sorry and do it again.
Well, life's like that.