OK, here goes.

BF went to play poker with his friends. He asked me to go but I'm not interested in playing poker.
So I decided that I don't want to go. And also because I have some reading up to do. So he went alone. And now I'm alone at home.

I don't know what I'm feeling. On one hand, I don't mind being alone and doing my work but on the other, I feel pissed because I came all the way from Singapore and he can't put off his poker game until I go off. Which is very soon by the way.

This sucks, I can't ask him not to go. Neither do I want to go. I made the decision about staying back so I shouldn't be pissed off. But I know that the chance of quarreling with him when he gets back later is gonna be pretty high. Suck la. I'm not exactly keen on going boating with his friends next week too. Its our last weekend before I fly home.

Maybe I'm just angsty because I'll be leaving soon.