Reflections

I am sitting at Gloria Jeans now, enjoying some time for coffee and emails.

Sitting here, I suddenly realized how tired I am, how exhausted I have become. My eyes are droopy, my head feels heavy, my whole body is aching...nothing feels good. The most important thing: I have forgotten how to smile (from my heart).

Recently, my happiness is build on certain things. Some small things can bring a sparkle to my day and i will cheer up instantly. But if 1 small bad thing happen, my mood will take a 180-deg turn at once. Most often than not, my emotions will be built around 1 person.

As usual, a stupid misunderstanding sparked a argument between us again. As I lay in bed thinking the whole night, I cannot find any answer as to why we can quarrel over such a small thing and which does not even constitute a problem. Finally the answer dawns on me: understanding and communication. This is a difficult period, anything done and said is wrong.

My way of communication is too pressing. Too much Q are asked, too much that I want to know. And the more I cannot find out, the more i want to know.

His way of expressing is too ________. He wants to feel smooth to talk, feel smooth to share, feel natural to call. The more i ask/call, the more he escapes.

Maybe the 'old fashioned' way is still correct. Guys should chase after girls, girls must not turn around and chase guys.

Some thoughts for me to chew on.