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Friday, May 05, 2006


A week ago,

she and I had a fight over some issue. Not really a fight. She sort of ticked me off for something.
I felt guilty, but at the same time helpless. I didn't have the courage to really talk to her the next couple of days, though she told me later she had already calmed down. So on saturday night I took up a deep breath and smsed her asking her out to the Istana on Labour day. The sms conversation went pretty well. It was already 11.30pm. I was about to call her till she replied that she's on the phone with a guy.

My heart immediately sank. I had told her earlier I was going to bed at midnight. But at midnight she still didn't reply or call me. I smsed her good night some minutes after, and she replied good night.

I didn't sleep. I kept hoping she would hang up and call me. Call it jealousy? Haha. If only I called earlier instead of smsed. But I was afraid. I fell asleep at around 1am I think.

The next day I got upset and told her that I wanted to call her but I couldn't after she said she was on the phone. I also said it was the wrong time to talk to someone else seeing how well our sms conversation was going. She replied it's not her fault that people call her, and that she could still continue to sms me, it's just that I stopped replying.

How can I continue to sms chat knowing she is talking on the phone with another guy. I just felt that was such a wrong time to do so. So she didn't get what I was upset about. My girlfriend talks on the phone with a guy I'm not really all that comfortable with. Sounds easy to understand isn't it? Guess not.

Few days later during a conversation which linked somewhat to that, I casually asked how long did they talk on the phone.

2 hours she said.

My heart sank even deeper.

Today, almost 10 days after the incident, we had a mini little fight again, over the phone. It's not exactly the first time a fight occured over the phone. She said in Mandarin: now I know why I can talk to him for 2 hours and why I don't like to talk to you on the phone.

I've my last paper at 9am. Going to bed now.



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