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CZT More than anything else. For all the lost words trapped between my teeth and underneath my tongue  |
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20110415         ***       ***                *** It felt so surreal to actually have something tangible to hold and touch after a gazillion years. And all the drama that had happened this past week, safe to say now, is finally over. On one of those days, hun actually made me sit down and have a talk w him and his mom over certain issues that i would not divulge here. I realised how nice it actually was to make small talks, given th fact that i am absolutely terrible at holding conversations and getting my points across. Which is also why my intentions are always misinterpreted but that's another story altogether. And although most of the time, it was them conversing in Cantonese and me sitting quietly, playing guessing games in my head trying to make out the things they are saying, i actually sort of enjoyed it, after all the tension wore off that is. Kinda wish my parents were those who would sit me down, ask me about my problems, impart words of wisdom if i do face any, provide me w options and share w me their experiences rather than letting me deal w my worries and troubles on my own and have me solve them myself. But of course i don't blame them because i know that they respect that i know how to make my own decisions and how i want to lead my life. Well, what i really need now is a short getaway. With no parental control that is. As carefree as i am now, i cant help but feel suffocated. Hoping i can be out of the country by the end of the month or so. |