Monday, 22 April 2013

Live, and let live.

Life has been good. My man's summer break has just started, and we have been spending almost all of our time together. Of course, I am referring to whatever amount of time I have left - the seconds that do not involve thinking about how our cervical joints glide or rotate when we move our necks, minutes that I have NOT to run from FYP meetings to lectures, hours that do not bind me to my chair in lectures or those that I have spent in front of my laptop, doing research and studying for the exams so neatly slotted in between clinicals that I will never have the time to study for.

I have enough time for revision and to prepare for upcoming lessons, more than enough time to spend with my man now that he is not rendered busy-beyond-hope by his design school, and more than enough money from Pops to survive the week with my life givers 2016 miles away from me for a holiday......

On a side note, my man and I had caught a Thailand horror movie on Friday night with my brother. It has been a while since I last watched a decent horror movie. We got ourselves Garrett popcorn, stuffed ourselves silly with Subway (the boyfriend finished a foot-long on his own at close to 10pm), and drank enough Coke to keep ourselves high for the night.

Before what that had happened, these would never have been possible. I would never be able to force anything other than water down my throat after 8pm, or to watch a movie during a school week without feeling like I am going to have to survive without sleep for the next few days. I must admit that I was too harsh on my man and I before everything. Me, on having to spend every conscious minute studying or I would think that I will flunk all of my tests, and him, having to tolerate me and my outbursts when I bend my own rules. We had our issues. Him lying, me getting angry, me getting worried about when he will lie again, me getting uptight whenever something seemed amiss.....everything. They all happened for a reason. I have finally come to terms with that, and I am glad. Even more so, that said issues are not our issues anymore.

Life is good.

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