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Monday, August 27, 2007

Well.. I've been told by my alot of friends, (a.k.a Vanessa, Yunzhen, Fawn, whoever-i-forgot-to-mention-you-know-who-you-are), that my blog is full of emo stuff. I beg to differ, if you read closely, you will notice that my thoughts are just a teeny bit normal, as in, not happy not sad. But oh well. Anyway, recently, I've been thinking. (Vanessa, I know if you're reading this, you'll be like, "again?")

As I watch my sister pack her bags, I can't help but think, is this the last time I'll be seeing her? For the next 3 years, will I see none of her and let my ears do the work? Now I realise how hard a syllable can be when the person on the other side is a million miles away.

"Lol. I'll definitely see you again." Why are you so stupid? Of course I'll miss you.
"Yeah, yeah, hurry up and go. If not I'll get scolded by mum again." Why don't you just say goodbye before you leave? You know I definitely won't be the one saying it.

They say actions speak a thousand words. They're wrong. No one can hear my unspoken words as clearly as you do. Many people think they can read between my lines, see through my words, but they're looking in the other direction. Don't see. Listen. Don't judge. Feel. Listen and feel everyone movement of living. No one knows it better like you. I'm never the one to say those cliche words, you know I won't be. I'm never the one to say words like, "Take care, Goodbye, Love you lots." Instead, maybe I'll be saying, "Get going, you know I won't miss you." or " 'Ch, it's much better without you."

Don't read between my lines. Just listen between my pauses.


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