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Monday, September 22, 2003

The dreadful weekends had come to an end, though by my definitions, it would only be over on Tuesday, but nevertheless I managed to survived the worse part of it.

I was late for my little darlings on Saturday. Half an hour late! Just jumped out of my bed to realise, very much to my horror, that it's already nine. Bad way to start the dreadful weekends, but fortunately, my little darlings were quite well-behaved. I survived yet another hectic day..

I went crazy after work! Went so mad over petty issues. I must say that it's not that easy to say hurtful stuff especially if you love that person very much, because chances are the rebound would be more devastating on your side. It's really not easy at all. Time to stop overwhelming myself with these petty stuff. It's a hinderance in my life.

Met him for a brief dinner today. Short and Sweet. Though I must admit that bitterness was written all over our faces.. He's not feeling well again and there's nothing I can do to make him feel better. Actually I think it's better that I don't do anything at all because anything that I do would just aggravate the situation.

Sometimes I wish that my mind would be like a blackboard, I can erase things with a duster. Actually come to think of it, I might be able to do that in real life. Just how badly I want it to materialise.

As a punishment for myself, I've decided on a one week isolation from him. The thought of seizing contact with him for the entire week is quite devastating & saddening, but I guessed it's the best for both of us. Helps to clear the mind a bit. See if I can survive. Maybe yes maybe no.

Okay I finally submitted the essay. Six hours late. Hopefully the lecturer would be convinced by my story. I'll put on my best act for his lecture tomorrow afternoon.

I drove again today. This time daddy was very nice and barely gave me instructions and advices instead of harsh commands! I'm winning the battle!

Thankfully, the stressed-induced diarrhoea more or less stopped so I'm heading to bed soon. It's a brand new week again, yet I barely have to strength to start one. No strength to do anything at all.

And the hectic-est week begins..




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