With company's lappy, on Baby's bed and with him by my side tonight. It just can't get any better on a Wednesday. (other than just plain fun and happening drinking or ladies night)
But, it may not be the best Wednesday for Bb i can be assured. At least not before he leaving for his Thailand trip as soon as next week. With a fucked up rifle that hit right spot on his head this morning, causing a 3 stitched torture!
For once, i hope this weekend dun come by so fast. Because once it ended, its also time to send my boyfriend away for weeks. Which also means i can jolly well not look forward to a few weekends and definitely spending it alone this Hari Raya Holiday.
On the flipside, it just tells me that its time to set activities for myself while hes away. Healthy, beneficial and logical ones that is.
I can no longer differentiate whats good whats not coming from one anymore.
She may be there to block off certain unnecessary burden, back me up when needed. But does that comes in a package, hand in hand with giving me shit?
Shit do happens. For my case, it always happen. So much so that i find it hard to stay any more stronger. Believe me when i say i really still am holding on strong. Believe me when i really really meant strong. I only seems to let loose of emotional tears in front of Bb which somewhat makes me feel less stronger after all the attempting effort of being strong.
I am focusing and stressing in the wrong direction, thats all i can conclude for myself, for now.
All i need is now is just some proper rest tonight at such desired place. Having to spend a Wednesday here is simply a indescribable feeling.
Yes, i dun care what i gonna get the next day. I just wan to get tomorrow off from RSA!
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