I think I'm growing up to be bitchier, day by day.
I love my boyfriend. I really do.
He is a really nice person - kind, loving and generous.
He was someone that I "clicked" with immediately and there have (amazingly) never been any awkward silences between us, right from the start.
... but the situation that we are in is really beginning to eat into me.
I am juat so frustrated sometimes:
Do I ask my mum to Shut The F**k Up? Or do I tell my wonderful bf to get with the program (and at least just get engaged so that my mum will STFU)??
What do I usually do instead?
I lash out at him,
I ask him to buy me things....
(Which he refuses to anyway - he's a smart man, too smart maybe *sigh*)
... and sometimes I even purposely say hurtful things to him.
Does this make me a bad person?
I don't know.
I guess so.
I suppose chocoholics were never made to be angels.
(Yes, I am in a terrible mood. And yes, I realise it's 4am now but well,... I can't sleep)
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