I am supposed to study now … but , I simply got to blog no matter what … too emotional .
Woke up 2 times this morning … woke up , slept , and then got woken up again .
Heard them screaming their head off again …
This time , I guess … it is really serious ….
Suddenly , I got very scared , very sad too , I don’t know why ….
I hate it … after so many months …. Why do they have to go back to square one again ? And this time … so serious !!!
I feel like crying …
I don’t know what to do … I just act as if I heard nothing , even thought I know petty well that Mum would tell me .
Went school for a tutorial lesson from 9am to 10am , had a 3 hour break which we did our HS1027 and HS1028 project .
Went for HS1027 tutorial … had to present the Mr. James Chua thingy . Actually we planned to do everything … identify problems , care plan and evaluation …
However , we only need to do care plan . I’m in group 2 and the tutor want to start from group 4 , the last group .
When it was group 3’s turn , Janani and I wanted to eliminate desperately …
Had some confusion … wanted to go after the group 3’s presentation , but both Janani and I were to present …
Presented …
I was the first to present … each of us has 3 slides … had some problems in pronunciation … then by the fourth slide , I went haywire …
Firstly , it is supposed to be Janani’s slide , then I don’t know how to pounce something … I anyhow read and the whole class started laughing …
After our presentation , Janani and I asked for permission to go toilet … then the tutor said something like , why must go together , you both make me worry …
The tutor even remembers my name …
Janani allowed to me go first … then shortly after I return … the tutor allowed Janani to go , saying that Janani was doing the urine dance or something …
Anyway , stayed back till 6pm plus … doing the project ….
Went home , nobody at home ….
I’m ashamed of myself …. I actually ….
Mum got home and I ate dinner . Oh yes , I’m right … Mum sat down beside me and told me what took place this morning … I actually knew everything , but I just kept my mouth shut and let her say everything she felt .
He called , and that’s where to bomb shell began … he suddenly told me that we would be better if we remain brother and sister … then suddenly refuse to tell me something about his classmate , A . Then suddenly asked me what I would do if he left me … as in , died …
He forced me to imagine …. When I told him that I refuse to , and that I don’t want to tell him how I feel … he said … ok , at least A told me how she would feel … I was like … ok , fine … then ?
It’s like … he only care about what A said , right ? He used the word , “ at least “ …
Is it my fault that I can’t think about it ?! Am I in the wrong that I am not creative enough to know how it feels like to be without him ?
Even when a normal break up ( which he had requested 2 times ) made life unbearable for me already … and if he really wants to know .. Well , I guess I would simply become a depression case …
Well , guess that I’m already on my way to depression …. Everybody who read my blog said that I sound sad , but to me , I feel that it’s all part and parcel of life …
He also said something like … A is the only women who understand him , expect his mother .
A’s mother had meet him a few times before , then he felt that if he wants to be their daughter – in – law , they would allow … he continued by saying things like … A is such a strong girl , and that she is so smart …
He asked me not to turn down my work for him … as I need the money …
In other words , he’s asking me not to give up anything for him … than , it made me to think of the very hurtful past … the message he sent on 15 June 2006 , at 9.28pm …
“ Bye…. “ He started his message with , “ into love … Love demand sacrifice …. I don’t think I will actually sacrifice anything for you . “
As he said that … including everything he had said since he called … including everything that happened this morning …
I began to cry … I don’t know … it’s so … UNFAIR !
It’s like … I did not choose to be born into this family , who don’t want to be a princess , having silk for cloths , bird nest , king lobster , black pepper crab, frog leg and shark fin for daily meals , king size bed to sleep , have a room which have the measurements equals to a 5- room HDB flat and have a house which is bigger than … ok , let’s say … Singapore ?
And oh , who says that love is all so easy going , who says that love is sweet … I only know that love hurts at times , and that love equals to all the emotion a human can experience .
He was tearing … he felt that it is very unfair for A …
Then what about me ?! Had life been fair to me ? Why am I born into such family with low income ? Why do I not have an advantage in height ? Why is my intelligence level not as high as others ?
And why is/ was my boyfriend still carrying a torch for his ex crushes after we are together for 7 months ?
Oh , all these are fair to me ? Every of those things had been fair to me , but everything that happened to A is unfair to her ?
Worst , he was actually crying for her … had he ever cried for me ?
I remembered … only the very first time when he wanted to break up in February … that was the only one time … and how many times had I cried for him ?
Suddenly , I realized that once again .. I’m too foolish again … why did I do so many things for him ? But the thing is … I am willing to do it for him … that’s the worst part … I … am just willing to sacrifice things for him …
Being a nurse … I sudden found out that … I am actually scared of death … I have 3 past experience before … though still young … but I can still describe the feelings … I had a very bad experience and somehow , I felt guilty actually … at that time , I have a small diary … and inside it , I actually wrote , “ ~M+J=MJ~ , brother of ~M+J=MJ~ , always and forever … “
Nurse … I have to give holistic care … to care about the patient as a whole and not just the illness itself … somehow … I felt that I failed …
I found out that I actually do not know what to do …
All the lectures about communication … what therapeutic communication( caring , trusting , empathetic , sympathetic and active listener ) and non therapeutic communication ( offering false respond , giving options/ advise , changing the subject , failure to seek information , being defensive and parroting ) … I don’t know how to apply …
I was at a lost , I do not know what to reply , or say … in short , I do not know how to comfort a person …
I scared that I step on the wrong path and “BOMB “ , I’m dead !
Anyway , after hang up with him , I felt like I need someone to talk to … I looked around me , and I found myself all alone … thus , I decided to blog instead … Somehow , I felt that he would still call …
Oh , before I disconnect the phone with him , I messaged him , telling him about the death thingy … he just replied thanks and wished me good night .
People kept calling my home phone … and somehow , the phone became a symbolic interaction (learnt in sociology )… it means him . Everything the phone ring , the ringing tone makes me think of him …
While typing on my buddy laptop … he actually called .
He told me that he can’t sleep … that he was thinking ….
I knew very well what was on his mind … A … I am quite sure …
But he called , and said thanks … and then he felt asleep over the phone …
Somehow , it made me felt like a substitute … I do not dare to ask him about our date tomorrow … of course I cannot accept it if he just cancels our date all because of A , due to another girl …
But what can I do ???
Nothing …
Come to think of it … the place where we intended to go … it was actually introduced by that A … maybe they both had went there before and he wish to recall all the incidence happened that , that’s why he don’t want to meet me ?
Just let it be then … if that’s what he wants .
Oh yes , if he does not want to go , why did he ask me if I want to go out with him in the first place ?
But well , anyway , glad that he slept … I cried in bed again …
Have a good night rest , I love you . Be strong .