2. Last night I went to bed at 7:30pm; today I woke up at noon... and it felt great. With no real plans today except for doing some school work and studying, I decided to stay in bed till 1pm.
3. Headed over to Hongik where I strapped on my ankle weights, put on my thick Adidas sweater, and jumped on the treadmill for a good 30 minutes of running. By the end of my time, my sweater was soaked with sweat, my face was burning and my legs were feeling like a thousand tons... I love it. Call me crazy, I don't care, but I love training.
4. Spent a good chunk of my afternoon cooking. I steamed about a dozen sweet potatoes, boiled 2 dozen eggs, cooked about 3 packages of chicken breasts, and mashed together about 5 cans of
tuna with celery, mustard and green peppers... that should last me a couple of days.5. Q had been texting me through out the day. I still hadn't talked to him about yesterday, nor did I really want to. Yesterday was just "one of those days", you know... Ya, ok, MANY of you are saying that I should have picked up the phone to talk to him but, well, I didn't. I can't undo that, nor would I though. He asked me again today, "Are you ok?" and I told him I was. Honestly, I was ok yesterday and I'm ok today. Maybe your definition and my definition of "being ok" is different. The way I look at it is that it was something in my own head I had to deal with and so I wanted to keep it that way. I've come pretty accustomed to dealing with things on my own here in Korea and well, whether that's a bad thing or not, I'm not sure. It's just how things are for me though. We all deal with things differently, I for one rather splatter my bea
ns on my homepage or to Mi Nam than to the actual person. You see, my homepage is a means to which I make sense of my "stuff". 6. I don't think telling my boyfriend that I'm ok was a lie. I was, am and always will be ok. I'm not some weak little girl who needs to be taken by the hand and guided through life. Ya sure, yesterday I was upset but I was ok. I knew full well that Q hadn't purposely tried to make me upset and so that's why I didn't want to say anything. More overly, I didn't want to be rude and spoil his night.
7. I really don't need anyone stressing over me. I am quite fit to look after myself. I don't want to be one of those girls with the overly protective or stressed out boyfriend who knows every detail of her. He has his own life, I have mine. I like my space and if keeping space between me and my boyfriend includes "mental space" than so be it. I don't want to be smothered. My father didn't raise a princess, he raised me to be a woman. I've been smothered enough by guys to realize I really don't like it. It's funny cause I make fun of Milk Dud over this very issue. He and his girlfriend are attached at the hip. They constantly text each other, know each other's every move and I'm sure they even know how many hairs are on each other's head. I don't think that's healthy. After all, when the mystery is gone, isn't that when boredom sets in. I'm not saying I play games to keep mystery, no. I don't think I'm playing games at all. I'm just staying true to who I am and what I'm about and, well, if keeping things to myself was how I deal with things than... so be it. Don't like it?! Don't date me then... hehehe.
8. Word of the wise: If I say I'm ok but you think I'm really not... I'm ok. Just leave me alone. I'm dealing with it on my own head. You asking me a million times "Are you ok?" will just annoy the heck out of me and THEN I won't be ok. Ok? Good... got it?
Get it.9. Am convinced Q just may be my Sung Hyun. He had gone out with his coworkers tonight but called me up, asking to see me. I love it how he's not shy to call me up in front of his boys to tell me that he misses me... so cute! It was rather late and I was just about to crawl into bed. He said that he wanted to see me (and here's the money line) if only for just one minute.... wow! And so, I got dressed and headed downstairs to see him. He had taken a taxi from across town to see me.... so sweet.
10. I felt bad about last night, I really didn't want to explain myself cause well, I didn't expect him to understand nor did I really care for him to understand. I don't want "us" to be a complicated thing. Last night was just something I had to deal with, in my own head and on my own terms. He asked me about last night though and so I told him.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's the big deal anyways?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Leave the happy endings for the fairy tales, this is life and you ain't no Cinderella.
-- My high school teacher
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