Whenever I hear or just read "League of Lengends" aka "LOL" I feel angry, mad, most especially.. depressed. I honestly hate that game. Not of its graphics, capalities, mode of playing etc. but because of the fact that it takes a lot of his time. Sometimes I just feel that the game gets more of his attention more than I do. Because of that game, it makes me look at a different point of view and it is you treat me as equal of the things that you are committed to. Worst part? It's just a freaking online game.
LOL = ME. Sometimes, LOL > ME.
I just don't mention it but it hurts me big time when you play and play and play at night and after you'll say that you want to sleep already. So.. That's the purpose why you stay up all night? Because I somehow thought it's because of me. I know that you won't compare me to any thing but that game simply has this impact that makes me so irritated.
BUT, It's the past already.
I'm really glad that we had a chance to talk about his game and how I felt about it. I could say that it made me feel a lot better. I understood when he said, "It's just how I spend my time for myself." I realized that even I spend a lot of time doing things for myself like writing on my diary and here, studying, surfing the net, etc. We don't live entirely for each other and we need to have quality time for ourselves, too. BUT (Yes, there's always a but) we should consider each other as one of our highest priorities. Priorities that don't equal to games, surfing the net, writing on my diary and all the other things we normally do.
Now, I'm starting to feel okay whenever he's playing. I now understand the why's. I just don't want him to spend his ENTIRE time playing causing him to lessen his time talking to me. Gaaah. Balance your time will you? XD.
We talked about this already and I feel contented. I'm just gonna blurt things out when something's wrong again.
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