Love Sick …
He is away for 3 weeks.
To land down under to serve the nation and carry out his duties as a man.
Yeah … And I have to suffer. Bummer.
Real Big Bummer.
Real Big Huge Bummer.
Real fucking big gigantic bummer.
You never know what you have till you lose them. Funny thing is, we ‘lose’ each other so many times before but we STILL end up being together.
Sometimes there was total HATRED for each other, the feeling of never wanting to see his face or smell him anywhere near.
Now there is "wanting to do anything in the whole wide world to be with him" and "keeping his used tshirt for smell-sake (haha)" …
Sighssssssssss …
So many times before I look forward to this moment of ‘freedom’ BUT now that I have it, I don’t want it.
Every night if he picks me up from work and when I am late he will get pissed off and then I will get upset becuz I thought he didn’t bother to understand my job.
But now, no one gets pissed off. Except me. And only a missed train and a happy cab driver earning the extra bucks from me. And a hole in the pocket.
Every day when he calls me at the wrong time, I screamed in 2 secs "Busy Call u back!"
But now, the phone doesn’t ring the RINGTONE I longed to hear so much.
Every other day, we sipped earl grey or latte or mocha or cappucino and snacking at nachos or wedges or calamari or anything fattening.
But now, my nescafe’s running out and I go to sleep with an empty stomach. Not that I am on a diet, but its never the same snacking with no one when you used to do it together.
Every night, I used to bitch about work/prospects/freebie king/waste-time-clients to him. Its a damn good feeling hearing his advice. Because he knows a little (when I mean a little, its just scratch on the surface) whats happening as a neutral outsider and he advised/scolded me as a third party based on logical reason, irregardless if I was wrong or being wronged. I told him once some time not long ago "I wanna quit". Simple answer: "Okay" and then continued with a question "Who’s gonna pay your bills?"
Ah well … Its only been 2 days you know. I have got 16 more days to go.
Wish me luck.
November 7th, 2006 at 3:12 pm
Hayati, love reading ur blogs. This one I feel for you - I’ve been in your shoes - not job wise, but in missing significant others…I used to call Cheng all the times when he was at work ( it was always wrong times for him when I called as he was always busy, even when he was working as an MC), and when I got the message that he wanted me to cut down on my calls, he would texted me ” I didn’t hear from you all day, how have you been?”
Three weeks is not short but its not as long as it seems, believe me.
November 14th, 2006 at 10:32 am
oi minah how hv u been? betul2 nye ‘in love’ nampak…hehe… i’ve been thru da same thing sweetie,bulan puasa my hubby go resvc fer 2wks. 1st 3 days memang terasa da loneliness…then u’ll get used to it after a week….n b4 u noe it,da 3wks is over! the gd thing is..u’ll luv him even more!