got home at abt 2 i think.. went doswn for a swim.. a very quick one.. which my dad says is jus for me to wet my body... the water was cold as always.. so cold that it sent me shivering.. i'm the only one at the pool until a parent and her child came.. well, actually i enjoy haing the whole pool by myself rather than those kids running ard and shouting away.. did relax real much.
came back do my project plan and i got real tired and i jus went to my room.. dozed off within 5 mins i think... actually wanted to do some reading but my eyes just can't keep itself open.
sometimes i don't know what i feel.. especially towards him.. i'm disappointed at things.. which i don't see the effort.. yet it just seems so "nothing" to him. if this is going on, very soon no other occasions would be special... every occasion something the same will happen.. i would rather not celebrate any occasion including my birthday.. when u don't make the effort to do something for the celebration but u celebrate just because someone wants to.. whats the point.. i would rather celebrating with someone who wants to do so the same as me.. just with little tots.. not eating at grand restaurants.. nor havign beautiful gifts.. its the person and the effort i guess. some pple jus don't understand... i'm disappointed but this feeling get lesser and lesser.. not because i'm getting happier but coz this disappointment have been there so long.. that it no longer feels.. i know i shouldn't care so much as it wasn't even mine.. he have the freedom to know what should he do with it.. which just to me is something he didn't manage well.. or to say in my case.. i won't have do so.
he has been treating me better though.. and i had somehow had learnt to take certain things.. his temper, his way of talking.. its been 3 years... so long yet so short.. i'm feeling more and more pressurized with the life i am having.. more and more things are thrown to me and i can't seem to finish it.. some is not even what i know how to do.. i feel like everything is bottled up in my chest.. exploding soon.. i need u to be there but not to tell me i have to depend on myself everytime.. i need u too.. i know when i realli had to depend on myself and when i realli need u..
do pple always try to live up to others expectations and to own expectations..
everyone keep telling me.. i have to go to university.. coz at home.. i'm the only one left that my father had high hopes for.. though he didn't force me but i ould feel how much he wanted me to continue my studies but no one did ever ask me what i want. Over the years, i have been living up to expectation of ling to what he want as a gf.. though sometimes no doubt its something good that he want me to change for.. but its still not me.. not the usual me.. therefore, i find that i have become someone with less words and more introverted.. less words less trouble..
jus tired.. i'm alright..



