At the end of the day, who really cared?
Had a huge tiff with Mike yesterday.
It's such absurd that it wasnt clearly my fault and yet I had to apologize so many times.
What I tot was a practice in my family, turned out to be a disrespectful act in his family.
ZzZzz..
whatever, everything may seemed fine on the surface. I shall see how everything goes.
What a way to end my year 2009.
(Chinese calendar)
I really cant believe that when things happened, even that angel around you may suddenly turned to become the worst devil that you have ever met.
My feelings were not cared for, and for that split second when everything happened, i suddenly do not know was that really what I saw or heard.
There wasnt any chance of explanation given to me, everything was just based on his thinking and his thinking.
Sometimes, I really wonder why am I born, like that.
It seemed like, forever, I am living my life to cater to people.
Maybe I was the one who chose to do the catering, but shouldnt pple just stop taking that for granted?
and that I deserve 'being taken for granted' because I was the one who chose to 'cater to people' in the first place?
Why would people always look and choose to stereotype and judge when one did wrong, and nobody says anything when one did good?
Because of that one wrongdoing, I was being shouted at, I was told I dont deserve anything, I was treated as thou I am a dirt.
(Bearing in mind that I dont even regard that as a wrong doing but it was, in his eye.)
(also bearing in mind that nobody has ever shouted at me THAT loud before.)
which makes me go to the next point, why should i deserve that?
You see, when things happened, all fingers are pointed at you. Whatever good that you have done, has long been forgotten, everything is being taken over by being rude, disrespectful...and all sorts and you know what, I am being 'FUCK OFF'-ed at, by my very own boyfriend.
Wonderful.
It's really so sad when things like that happens.
No mood to do anything. Not even switching on the tv or munching anything.
Each time I recalled what happened last night, the tears just automatically started flowing.
Argh. i hate it.
Must be whatever I did in my past life to deserve such treatments.
=(
It's such absurd that it wasnt clearly my fault and yet I had to apologize so many times.
What I tot was a practice in my family, turned out to be a disrespectful act in his family.
ZzZzz..
whatever, everything may seemed fine on the surface. I shall see how everything goes.
What a way to end my year 2009.
(Chinese calendar)
I really cant believe that when things happened, even that angel around you may suddenly turned to become the worst devil that you have ever met.
My feelings were not cared for, and for that split second when everything happened, i suddenly do not know was that really what I saw or heard.
There wasnt any chance of explanation given to me, everything was just based on his thinking and his thinking.
Sometimes, I really wonder why am I born, like that.
It seemed like, forever, I am living my life to cater to people.
Maybe I was the one who chose to do the catering, but shouldnt pple just stop taking that for granted?
and that I deserve 'being taken for granted' because I was the one who chose to 'cater to people' in the first place?
Why would people always look and choose to stereotype and judge when one did wrong, and nobody says anything when one did good?
Because of that one wrongdoing, I was being shouted at, I was told I dont deserve anything, I was treated as thou I am a dirt.
(Bearing in mind that I dont even regard that as a wrong doing but it was, in his eye.)
(also bearing in mind that nobody has ever shouted at me THAT loud before.)
which makes me go to the next point, why should i deserve that?
You see, when things happened, all fingers are pointed at you. Whatever good that you have done, has long been forgotten, everything is being taken over by being rude, disrespectful...and all sorts and you know what, I am being 'FUCK OFF'-ed at, by my very own boyfriend.
Wonderful.
It's really so sad when things like that happens.
No mood to do anything. Not even switching on the tv or munching anything.
Each time I recalled what happened last night, the tears just automatically started flowing.
Argh. i hate it.
Must be whatever I did in my past life to deserve such treatments.
=(