I sacrificed almost 4 hours of sleep just to spend half the day with him. What a martyr. Hahaha! I know I am. It's a "tactic", ya know! Speaking of romantic martyrs, here's one song that describes what it's like to be one. Check the last two lines. It will explain why I call it a "tactic".


Lose Your Way
~Sophie B. Hawkins~
i have no confidence
and i can't see why i should
but i could do most anything for you
and you know i would
i try too hard
and then i give up way too easily
i'm the runner up inside of you
and you're the winner inside of me

lose your way
and i will follow
here today
and here tomorrow
like my freedom i know
i'll never let you go

i still wish on the evening star
and i s'pose i always will
every child loses something
a whole life can't fulfill
and when you cry i feel the sky
burst open in my veins
if loving you makes me a slave of me
then i'll spend my whole life in chains

walk the line
i'll walk inside you
change your mind
let love decide you
its the reason i know
you'll never let me go

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He'll be gone for two weeks. He'll be back the weekend after my birthday since he knows I will spend my day with my family and friends first. A day after my birthday will be our fourth month already. Ohmigod! (Then hopefully I'll already be a regular employee at work.)

I plan to lose some weight since I know the next two weeks will be boring ones. Read: weekends at home. *sigh* Let's see if I will be able to accomplish something within two weeks. I plan to walk home everyday after work (during weekdays, of course). That means about 30 minutes of semi-fast walking (not leisurely walk), then early morning sweat, then no breakfast (uh... dinner?) prior to cleaning up and sleeping. Now, that's a challenge Karen! Bwahahahaha!