That day, while I’m on leaved, few miracles things happen to me. But I’m not in the mood to elaborate more further about that, what I’m going to write now is about my gf. Maybe God want to show something to me, just slightly when I arrived at KLIA, I can smell something wrong will happen, but as usually I just ignore that feeling and go ahead with my schedule which I’ve had prepared since I’m abroad.
Accidentally, this time she is on leave too, she wasn’t in town for a month and visiting her at her hometown wasn’t include in early schedule. So we just talk via phone and sometime much convenient for both of us to use SMS as our communication medium.
The problem start occurs when she felt that I’m not given much attention to her since I arrived home which I have to admit that. But as usual, everything run smoothly until at one point, she wrote an Email to express how depressed she was. I’d study that email for few days and stay keep calm. I don’t want to put more damage on our relationship. After a few days when by, she told me that she was regretted about that Email. I knew, it’s wasn’t her while she wrote those words. So I take an effort to study about MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder). After make some homework about MPD, I reach a conclusion that my gf has some MPD which is not in serious level. Maybe my perception is not 100% correct but I still have a ground to say so. Thus, I talk to her about this, I want her aware of this MPD and take necessary precaution before its become late.
As usual, she have point to denied it, but I also have my own point plus my study material which is I assume more concrete and firm. We keep arguing more and more which I felt very amusing. I can’t avoid myself from smiling all the time while we arguing about this issue, Hehe…this time, I outwitted her. Actually the whole idea of this MPD is genuinely came from me, I just want to create some kind of stories which I knew she will afraid of that. Hehe..I win this time…and I realised, she’s no longer depressed.
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