part 1 and part 2

Part 1's Friday.

It must have started earlier in the week, when me and my gf exchanged little sarcasm. By friday, it was a full frontal war. Every sentence was with a dagger, laced with poison.

With so much practice, by Friday evening, we were launching guided misiles. I was losing, and I hated losing. I never was good with words anyway....

We decided to have peace talks at night. And obviously an absence of violence doesn't mean peace.

Part 2 continues on saturday morning when she came over to ask me something. I answered her, except I was still in bed and I was having this nightmare and I was talking to her with this really frowned up face... She thought I was being pissed at her for nothing.

Assumably Eric has draw 'first blood'. The rest of the day is history.

Until at night, we both admitted that it was the 2 worst day of our life. Still it was awkward to talk like normal because the hurt was so real and so deep and so frustrating. I took on both our parts to be gracious and step down.

Then instead of fighting, Liping decided that we should say sorry to each other. Apologizing to one another for the things the other part would want apology for. We also must thank each other for things they have done. Both must do it sincerely.

We both did. Again it was difficult. You must understand, our egos are like the KLCC twin towers standing together. At that moment, and the sky bridge wasn't too secure.

But after saying sorry, kiss and make up. Some maggi. Some Sim city 4. We both were chirpy again! yay!

A friend called on Sunday from Germany. Thanks Shan for the encouragement again! She just said that our arguements are healthy because as we grow closer, we fight at a different levels...etc Her mere positivity cheered me on Sunday! Thanks Yu Shan.

So on sunday, there wasn't any part 3. It'll probably come another day. But not on Sunday. Sunday, I got to know Liping a little more. On Sunday, I learn to love her a little bit more for who she is.