What is the meaning of silence? Sometimes silence is deafening and simply unbearable, urging you to break it. On other occasion, it is a delightful relief to that endless calls for deadlines on your mobile.
I hate that silence on friday night. It was not meant to be. I know beneath that silence is a whole pool of unhappiness and perhaps telling off. But it never came through. Escapse a earful. I should be more than glad, shouldn't I? Perhaps I prefer certain things to be brought out to the table.
Anyway, thanks to the frens whom had to bear with all my complaints and foul mood on fri night. I luv u all for juz being there. *hugs* =)
Sunday, July 10, 2005
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