Still, life was splendid! Was already with Love back then, and was busy travelling around the world with my family cuz Form 4 is a honeymoon year, ryte? We still contacted each other through phone everyday, cuz man, payphone is everywhere.
Then, Dad decided to give me my first ever hp, a bulky 3315 Nokia. Life was so much easier then. No more queuing for payphone to call my Mum to fetch me up. Still it sometimes annoy me that I had to carry it everywhere or else Mum will freak out if I didn't pick up my phone.
About 3 months after that, my phone bills got so worse that Dad decided to take back my hp for a while.
That was when I couldn't even remember how i survived without a hp before. When I was in Penang for a holiday trip, I couldn't even find a payphone there. Which I suspected I was too used of having a hp that my sense to look for a payphone was not as good as before. :(
Anyway, I got back my hp after a week and I lived happily ever after. End of story.
But yesterday, I encountered some similar situation.
I was so used of having the room by my own before I got married. I enjoyed my way-too-big-queen-size bed all by myself.
Then I got married, and I shared almost everything with Love. And I need some time to adjust.
But when I went back late from work yesterday, knowing that Love would not be there in my room last nite, it just feels..
And I don't like it at all.
I don't like the situation. And I feel disgusted with myself.