Relo tough times (2nd of August)

So sexpo is just another place to see strippers and hotties. This is where it shows what a white life is truly like. They've got all the sex toys and equipments with a variety of shapes and sizes suited for any of your special needs. For me, attending sexpo is only to see what's something new there, plus it's quite intriguing to see how fun sex could be like beyond much of your expectation. Performers are sexy, with perfect body shapes, just those typical sex-bombs you will see on the street who have a lively night life. This event is one of the greatest promotions for sexuality, and to help people to view sex as a really pleasurable thing but not a sin. The only thing that I didn't find enjoyable was I should have gone there alone or with somebody else since sexpo isn't really somebody's thing. To be honest, each and everytime I only feel like I drag him to go to certain event which he isn't actually willing to go lol...So of course it wasn't really a happy day at all as he asked to leave. Plus I hurt his arms when we were sitting up high. 

Then I acted like a kid again going to the wrong direction, sitting at somewhere, being stubborn and rebellious, and rejecting his warm hugs which I only found them annoying at that time. I struggled the hell out of me as he tried to stop me from being childish. I didn't want to surrender in the whole time yet I couldn't really get myself out of his strong arms. He actually used his force to wrap his arms around my neck and then my waist....So usually I laugh not because he has cheered me up, but his groping and wrapping make me so ticklish to the point that I can't hold my laughter anymore. I guess he can never get why I no longer look serious but still get pissed off at him after I laugh...Annoyance....just annoyance..

We had our chicken buffet at the Korean restaurant and the toilet is a super dodgy place in which I couldn't even find where the switch is...Three types of chicken were cooked in the same way but adding different sauces have made them a lot different from one another...However, I couldn't take the hot and spicy one=3=...I seriously can't...

An overall depressing night with lots of harsh words coming out from my mouth through texting. Each of us was standing on different side of the street as I left him behind. I wasn't quite sure what I was thinking, maybe it was my rebel side that made me so damn cold plus the inflicted vengeance was in response to the unhappiness in the day....And I went back was only for the sake of not wanting to end a day depressingly. A big fat hug as his train came, wiped his tears off his face without looking at him was to make yourself not to feel too bad. That doesn't mean the problems are all solved though. Well..To work out or not is not decided, who knows what will happen next..but I've never made any promises anyways.. 

PS: Thanks Eric who chatted to me a bit afterwards. His little wish sounds like a mission impossible for everyone and everyone else. I support him and hope that this minor thing won't lead to a huge problem in his relationship because it is not worth arguing with your gf for something that neither of you can change...