Another of the girly, emo blogs that you run across on the Internets.
You know what guys, one-way communication simply doesn’t work. Especially in relationships and family issues.
Today I went to the market to buy vege like see-lai grab the week’s load of groceries and supposedly I had a date after this with the boyfriend. BUT, we didn’t designate a time coz we wanted to see each other so badly but wouldn’t want the time to be too late nor too early. So a time wasn’t set well.
His first message was 0930 okay or not?
I said, see first. Later call you.
Then he went to do his things.
Then when I was about to leave the market, I dropped him a SMS saying: estimated time when I can drop into your arms - about 10.
Okay loh it was all about ‘call you later’, ’see first’, then the word ‘about’. Die lah hor, end up when I was in the toilet dealing with a slight bout of diarrhea so I ran late than the anticipated ‘about 10′. End up he also blur blur thought about 10 means BEFORE 10 when actually neither of us agreed upon a time. And I was thinking of the day’s makeup after bath. So dainty I was.
Too late, my mom knocked the bathroom door halfway down my bath to say my darling is downstairs already. I nearly went ‘WTF?’ right in her face then I quickly washed whichever place that is easy to grow itches up and dressed down. Damn, face kosong. Not even eyeliner. Bukan style saya. T.T
I entered the car to a grumpy old cute dear. Then I pinched his cheeks and said: Die lah, we got longkang between us, how lah?
The mood started to lighten as I said sorry. Yes, sometimes it’s about stepping back a bit. It was both our fault actually, one didn’t give a good accurate timeline whilst the other simply assumed a time of his own. So, our fault. It’s hard to stay angry with him, so eventually we cooled off using our own way.
My point is, this simple little scenario already cost me to look at his grumpy face after two days of not seeing him. My anticipated first glance after two days not meeting was a nice kiss and a warm smile to greet me. And I was still in heaven thinking how to hug him and squeal when I see him. The bubble burst. -_- Small thing, irritating, but good enough to teach me a small lesson too.
On bigger pictures, one-way communication between families are fatal to a relationship. I shall elaborate further not. I punya business, you back off. Close friend then I tell you.
Two-way communication is the way. Just like how my PR lessons taught me. -See I actually learn something ho ho ho ho.-
K lah babai. Internet still slow, shall leave you with the above pile of jumbled up mushy text but no pics. ^^
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