It was dawn before I realised it. I woke up having much difficulty opening my eyes because it felt extremely puffy.

My not-very-good sleep was interrupted by smses and a phone call. My sg hp rarely rings, and I thought it might be a wrong number. Dragged myself up to see who the caller is, just in case it's an emergency call from home...and it's him.

Threw the phone to a corner and continue hiding under my duvet. More smses came, but I chose not to reply to any. I have nothing to say to him.

I wasn't throwing a tantrum. I was just very very hurt by what happened last night, after he told me that he's in a foul mood and have got nothing to say to me, hence, I should hang up. And I did so when he was in the midst of raising his voice at me over the phone.

I couldn't last a few hours, and decided to take a nap. I was too mentally exhausted to do anything productive. But getting some sleep was difficult. My MSN was bleeping continuously with his messages. I saw all of it when I forced myself to get up after 2 hours...but again, I didn't reply. I don't know what to say if I were to reply, and I cannot bring myself to speak to him like nothing has happened.