just went for a jog with my roomie. first time i saw her after that. she tried to smile a bit. i tried to talk. but we jogged in silence most of the journey. it wasn't really awkward though, at least to me. just that i hoped i was right to choose not to continue talking since i guessed she would want that.
i've never been someone who's good with words... maybe cracking lame jokes and spreading my weird sense of humor i'm still good at it.. but those serious heart talks.. ah okay i have a v thin thin thin 'face skin' .. i've never told my family i love them verbally. haha all along i've just thought it's a unique trait of mine and that i dont have to change. but now i realised how important it is to be good with words. looking at her today and knowing that i have to say sth but dont know how to ... the feeling just sucks.
in retrospect, maybe qin and seng were right the other day. okay i'll let u all know if i ever get upset or sth. haha
having dinner later with my roomie and the guys. i know thong will talk, and hopefully vincent will, as usual, make some fool of himself (sorry vin!haha) to lighten up. and me, shall be the listening ears. hopefully just being physically there for u will give u some comfort. :)
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