He broke his promise . . .!

Just less than 20 days, and he broke his promise not to throw things anymore! What a man of his words!

I planned to go out with his sis, while he planned to meet his friends. He forgot to bring his keys out in the afternoon, and so I had to pass him mine when he wanted to go home to change first. He was to pass the keys back to me when he leaves. On my way back to prepare for my night's out, I called him to check out where he was so that I could take back my keys. He happened to talk at the same time when I was talking and so I didn't catch what he said. Before ending the conversation, I wanted to confirm again where to meet him to take back my keys. But he just angrily told me to come back now, quick!

OK, fine! You are the king. When you say come back now, quick, I'll put down the phone and come back now, quick. On reaching my house, he called me to ask me where I was. I told him I was outside our house. He flew into a rage and asked me why I was so stupid to go up. He was already out of the house. Ok, great, you refused to reconfirm the meeting arrangement and now you are shouting your lungs out at me. Nevermind, your theory is to say sorry and shut up whenever you say something. So I said sorry and went down.

Downstairs, he was already in the car waiting for me. He unwind the window and scolded me for not following instructions. I told him I wanted to reconfirm the meeting place but he angrily told me to just come back quick. It was because I didn't catch his 'instruction' that's why I asked for a reconfirmation. He insisted that I was stupid and I should have reasoned it out that he was already out of the house. He then threw my keys out of the car and ordered me to pick them up and come back to the car. I did. He even blamed me for making him late because he had to wait for me to come down from the 10th floor (oh wow, how much time did he wait for me to come down from the 10th floor? 1 min? 2min?). Fucking crazy man!!!!!

I remindered him after that incident that he promised not to throw things. He apologized. But as he himself had said it, what's the use of hitting someone and then saying sorry!!

He deserves it . . . !

He hurt his toe, but I'll say HE DESERVES IT!!!

We went to Havey Norman and bought a new fixed line phone. Then we went to Popular to buy a pair of bookstands. He told me maybe we should buy 2. I said the bookstands come in pairs, so it's already 2. He said he meant 2 pairs because we may need to use it for the shelves in our room. He started explaining to me that every row of books need 1 stand at both ends so we may need to buy another pair for the other shelf. I said why not we buy one first, if we need, we can always come back to buy again. He agreed!

I paid and went to look for him at the magazine stand. On reaching, he started explaining to me again why a row of books need 2 stands at one end each. I did not voice my disagreement, but said again that we will come back and try. He then tried to explain again why a row of books need 2 stands. And then, he got angry. He said why am I so stupid not to understand his simple theory of needing 1 stand at both ends of the row of books. He started scolding and nagging non-stop. I seriously forgot how I reacted. It's so DUH!!!!!

But anyway, I tried to calm him down. He did, for maybe 10 secs. Then grew angry again. By the time we reached the traffic lights on our way home, he was already fucking mad. He was so mad that once we crossed the road, he kicked our shopping that I held in my hands. He immediately got a cut about 3cm on his toe and it was bleeding non-stop. He had to stop all his scoldings and moved to a bus stop to sit down. He thought it was the phone box that he kicked that made him bleed. (Stupid!). I knew he kicked the bookstands which were made of metal, that's why he got the cut. He had to limp home. He still had the cheek to nag at me before we step into the house. I made him stand at the lift lobby until he get the idea to stop nagging before we head for home.

On reaching our house, he sat nursing his wound. I unpacked the bookstands, put 1 stand at the row of books and leave the other end open. I told him to check it out. He asked me if it will fall. I showed him that if you accidentally push the books lightly, it won't topple. It is only when you push it very hard, then the books will fall over. He was convinced that yes, his stupid theory of seeing it as a MUST for placing 1 stand at both ends of the row of books is flawed.

So, what did he do? He then started blaming me for not telling him earlier. I said I didn't want to push it too far. Seeing is believing. Maybe he was right, maybe I was right. But the best way is to come back to try it. He then blamed me for ....? Not showing confident about my own theory. Good grief, such a man!!!

I told him outrightly to stop everything. I did not say even one sentence to denounce him or belittle him. He didn't need to try to find something else to scold me about. Finally, he agreed and stopped.

So, he threw a temper and hurt his toe, just for trying to force me to understand his flawed theory and refusing to believe in mine. Does he deserve it? 100%, I'll say!

F***ing Idiot's F***ing Stunt!

My ordeal was not over from last night. That idiot slept till 11am before waking up, and immediately started to show his attitude again. After a few sentences, he started nagging and complaining again, everything followed on from last night, the same issues. He went on and on in the car when we were on our way to CSC@BB. He nagged and nagged and pulled off his usual behaviour, the more he talked, the angrier he got and finally he was shouting at me. After getting down from the car (finally), he carried on and nagged about his sis and finally shouting at me to tell my sis off about some issue before he shout at her.

Fine, I'll gladly repeat everything he said to his sis. When we reached the gym (with him nagging non-stop all the way when we were walking to the gym), I went to the changing room and sms his sis. His sis was so mad that she sms him herself. Then we did our exercise routine, with him acting like nothing has happened again. After showering, he asked me what did I tell his sis. I told him that I said to his sis to put things into the boot of the car and not to drag it in as it will cause scratches.... Before I could finish, he had already started his accusations again. This time, about my choice of words. I shouldn't say 'put'. I should tell her to 'lift' things into the boot. Yeah, well, it may be a better choice of words, but I wasn't in the mood to be that literal and anyway, I've gotten his point across anyway, she understood what I wanted to say.

So he banged on the point and scolded me all over again. Finally he told me to go and buy lunch. I went, bought, tried to cool off, and came back. He scolded again, for not asking him what he wanted to eat while I was at the kiosk. And he flicked my chopsticks onto the floor. I was mad! I told him I needed some private time, I didn't want to talk to him. He continued hurling abuses at me. Finally, I asked him what he wanted and I said I would buy it for him. After he had decided, I packed my belongings, carried it all on me, I even brought along my lunch and went to the counter to order for him. I had to make 2 trips back with all the things I was carrying plus his lunch. But I didn't mind one bit of it. He questioned me why I carried all my things around, I blatantly told him I didn't want to see my things being thrown around. Surprisingly, he did not scold me for it.

After which, we went home. And then went out again to meet my parents for dinner. I drove. We were late, cos of his naggings and stupid stunts like standing at one place and scolding me, and nagged and nagged without doing anything else. My handphone sounded, and I told him to see if it's my parents calling me. He looked at my handphone and said no, it was an sms...by his sis. So I said OK, then nevermind. Then after a minute, he angrily threw my handphone on the car floor. I sensed that he had read my sms. I flew into a rage. I asked him why he read my sms without asking me. He said he saw his sis's name and couldn't resist not reading. And then got mad cos he thought the issue was over but his sis complained about him to me. I was fuming mad, I shouted at him that he had no integrity to read my sms without asking me and then what on earth did he do by throwing my handphone down when he was quarrelling with his sis instead. I shouted at the top of my voice. He threw and threw my handphone a few more times. I rammed on the acceleration, I floored it. I was FUCKING MAD!!!!!!!

Guess what he did????? He opened the window, stretched my handphone out of the car and threatened to throw the handphone out if I don't cool down. I whole emotions were knocked out. Who was at fault? Who cannot control his temper? Who then is the one who threw MY handphone? Who insisted that I cannot get angry? Who is the one threatening me to COOL OFF!!!!!!!

This fucking mad bastard only knows how to lecture people. Did he ever look at himself and ask himself why he is such a bastard too? Even if he did, he pushed all the blame on me, saying that I triggered him. Did he ever realise that he was doing the fucking same thing of denial and not admitting his own mistake that had accused me of doing??????

To save my handphone, I acted like I've cooled down. No ramming of engine, no shouting. But my heart was at my throat. He threw my handphone on the car floor again. When we reached my parents' flat, he got down to greet my parents. I picked up my handphone to read my messages. I couldn't find my stylus to reply. I used my fingers to reply and realised my 'backspace' key wasn't working. I threw my handphone on the floor, greeted my parents and drove off.

He asked me where is my handphone. I told him it's somewhere around on the floor, god knows, and that I've lost my stylus. He tried to look around for it but couldn't find it. I didn't talk much on the way to Harbourfront. Even if I did, I gave sharp replies to him. On reaching, he searched under his seat and found my stylus. I put it back but told him I want a new handphone. He asked me how's my phone. I told him it's spoilt. He took it, played around, and told me nothing's wrong. I told him to try the 'backspace'. He then realised that it's not right and told me he will buy a new phone for me. I kept quiet.

On reaching the food court. My parents went to buy food, I walked away too but he called me back. He apologised to me. I gave him angry words. Guess what he said to me? He ordered me to pass him the car keys. He then told me I better accept it when he say sorry the first time. And he had dinner with my parents just to give them face. He could go off now and leave us there. How ridiculous!!!! I told him if he was not sincere in apolgoizing, then just don't say sorry. I really don't understand what's going on in his brain. What a jerk!!!!

During dinner, he acted like nothing has happened and that we did not quarrel. On our way to coffee after our meal, he apologized again and promised not to throw things ever again. Seriously, how sincere do you think he is? To me, he just want to say it once to get things over with, and then demand me to be back to normal and forgive him. How do you forgive when someone apologizes insincerely? I was tired of arguing and just let things be. But truly, I'm still very annoyed even up till now.

Married to a jerk . . . !

Are there a lot of jerks in this world? Or I've just happened to be married to one of the few?

He told me to sms him when I wanted him to fetch me. I said I'll sms him when it's south east wind in mahjong. When I reached to the point, I sms him, but to cut things short as I needed to concentrate and it wasn't good to let other players wait, I just smsed him south east. After we finished the game, we were contemplating to start a new round, so I smsed him to find out where he had reached.

And that sparked the beginning of World War 3! He called and told me off cos I did not sms him to 'come now'. I said it's OK, we are not in a hurry, you can come now or when you are ready. But, to insist that someone's wrong and won't move forward is his style (and some incumbent political party too, if ya know what I mean). He shouted at the top of his voice (and I moved the phone away from my ear so as to let everybody at the table hear him) and then slammed my phone.

Then it's sms bombing time, he sms me with more scoldings and fault findings again. Finally, he reached the house, stepped in, and looked as nothing as gone wrong, and he was not angry with anybody, he had never shouted before, he had never gotten angry before, etc...

On the way home, he too, acted like nothing was wrong, until he asked me did I win or lose. I said 'My last round saved me....'. Before I could continue my sentence, he stopped me, and asked me why can't I just give him a straightforward answer. And then he started nagging and nagging about everything, including the earlier part about the sms, and then continue to include this item and that item that I did not do properly and in the end conclude that I can't do anything right. Try him, if I asked a question and I didn't get a direct answer, he would say he was trying to increase suspense and tell a story step by step. Whatever..... he is always right, yeah? He and his stupid theory.

So for the rest of the time, he nagged and nagged and nagged until we ended the night on a sour note. How nice! The story didn't end here.... to be continued in my next post.....!

It's my fault that the earth is round . . .!

This fucker scolds me for every god damn thing in the whole wide world. He has lost touched with the working class, the office workers, the employee world, etc.... All he thinks of is that people have all the world's time to do what they need to do, and they cannot forget things cos they are busy with the other stuff eg. work.

Or maybe everybody can, including himself, except me!!

I have a dozen things on hand, and he expects every single thing to be done, including the daily household chores, my work, his orders, my personal stuff, etc.... EVERYTHING HAS TO BE DONE, within 24 hrs.

And he expects me to know every single damn thing in the world, including those that I don't know that I don't know. And when he asks, I need to have all the information that he needs at the tip of my fingers, including those weird questions that doesn't really matter to the decision making.

He even complained about my msn messenger 'personal message' and said that he will make sure every Friday is hell for me if I ever put TGIF.

He scolded me non-stop, and then said to let me enjoy the rest of the night and relax a bit. Not more than 10 mins after, he nagged at me again. He is of course not a man of his words as you can see.

Maybe someday, he will blame me for the earth being round, or that he will expect me to know the diameter of the smallest atom, or to write an all-new formula for the corporate banking sector, and maybe even analyse his mind to understand fully what he means as early as the first moment he opens his mouth to start to speak, or maybe even earlier, before he even realises he is thinking about it, I should have already done every thing to perfection of what he wanted.

He expects me to be happy when he wants me to be happy, be serious when he wants me to be serious, to be sensual when he wants me to be sensual, to know what are the exact words that he want me to say to his questions / comments, to handle every household chores and technical jobs and personal stuff (so that he doesn't need to lift a finger or burn a brain cell) like and do what the guys do, as well as the gals, be like him, think like him, act like him, etc. . . .

Hey, someone give this man a programmable robot....!