It was about a year ago that I met this friend, after I came back from the olympics. We had dinner Friday night to "celebrate" his birthday. The conversation was great but I didn't expect him to ask me direct questions and to give direct comments. Don't get me wrong, I like people to be as direct as possible because it saves a lot of guessing. This is the key of communication.
Anyway, the direct questions touched the sensitive zone of mine, like guys and dating. I gave the most direct answer. "No guy was around while I'm in HK, for all these three years."
The direct comments told the truth that a lot of people wouldn't tell me. He said, "You look prettier than the last time I saw you. But you are upset. You smiled a lot even though you still needed to deal with the family problem back then. Now it seems like everything's resolved but your smile has vanished. What happen to you?"
Is it really? Am I that easy to read? Honestly, I don't really get to see this friend very often. My parents can't tell that I have been crying everyday for already almost a week. He read my mind thoroughly. The only thing he doesn't know is what on earth took the happiness away from me.
The problem is too complicated. Work, family, imaginery relationship.
To make the story short, work is the only place I can find satisfaction of life. After work, I am kinda lost. One day I came home, I was glad and relieved not to see anybody at home. When they came home, there were complaints of pain. "Mon, my shoulder's hurting." "Mon, I think it's time to show your talent on my neck." It's not like I didn't want to do it. Number 1, they usually take that for granted and it's my fault if I refuse. Number 2, I am so damn tired from work both physically and mentally. It would be nice if I can have a break, thank you very much. Just stop talking to me.
Please, someone get me outta here.
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