V-Card for Tee-Am-Net February 14, 2007Posted by elizabethwong in Malaysia, Miscellanous, Note2Self.
While many are enjoying wonderful relationships with their respective ISP partners and celebrating Valentine’s Day, I’ve taken this unusual step of evaluating ours.
To put it bluntly, this isn’t working. In fact, everything went from bad to worse after Boxing Day.
I’ve tried. I’ve really tried. But each time I forgive you, it’s a matter of time before you let me down. I don’t want flowers, diamonds or cards. I want you to sit down with me and resolve this particular issue.
Sure, I know there’ve been problems. I know about the off-shore collapse, and that you’ve had to work 24/7. It’s not as if I don’t understand. When you say, ‘Give me 3 weeks’, I did. But after that grace-period and still you remain distant, there is something very wrong.
I can’t be checking up on you everyday. I can’t be sitting at home, hoping and praying, perhaps today, everything will be fine.
I don’t want to be crying on Michael L’s shoulders. He’s not the present. You are.
I’ve never thought myself as a dependent person, but I realise now, I find it hard to be without you. I want you to be in good working condition when I sleep, and when I wake up in the morning. I want you to be there when I come back from work.
I’m not asking for a permanent end. But the thought of a trial separation has crossed my mind. But you should know by now I’m a very loyal person and truth be told, the choices out there aren’t awe-inspiring; J*ring is known to be cheap and nasty; M*xis is high-maintenance and doesn’t work everywhere.
But D*g*’s been very flirty, always smiling every time I walk pass his place. But I’ve resisted thus far.
I’m going to stay with my parents for a week. While you are working out your issues, let me propose something in the interim, which I think is fair to both parties.
Since it’s been hard for the two of us in the past 2 months, I confess I’ve had to resort to rather drastic actions, sometimes sneaking out in the wee hours of the morning.
I find myself sitting in St*rbucks, drinking their gut-cleansing coffees, staining my teeth. I’d spent hundreds of hours at P*n Cafe drinking coffee too, sometimes until 2 am.
I think it’s only fair if the amount of money that I’ve spent so far be converted into rebates. Here’s the pile of receipts.
I’ll stop here for now. There’s much I want to say, but I’m afraid this may not get to you if it’s too long. I’ve just deleted 147 words to ensure this reaches you.
For the love of bandwidth, let’s talk.
P.S. I wanted to upload receipts for St*rbucks, P*n Cafe, dental care, cab fares etc. but couldn’t due to lack of bandwidth. Will drop them off personally.