Oh Boogie
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Oh projects are going to be a pain up in all our arses this semester. New people. New outlook. Opportunities growing further away. All seems to be fading to a shade darker than black.
Don't know what's wrong with you. I'm perfectly fine with you ending late. It is the nature of your course. So even if I bitch to the world, there's nothing you can do. Even if I bitch to the world, nothing will change. That's why I'm keeping quiet about it. If anything, I think it's you. You're the one who feels guilty about me waiting. Problem is, no one asked me to wait. I'm waiting willingly. So why give me that black face when you're not guilty of anything?
Thank you for following me this entire week, even though it made you exhausted. Miss it much.
If possible, I want to make you smile like this everyday.
It's going to take a bit to pull myself from learning this. While it isn't easy to realise the full nature of what I've done so far, this manifestation of today's conversation tells me that people are able to not feel sorry about what they have felt before. Here I am reflecting upon myself because during certain periods of my life I have rendered them a state where they wish to no longer speak to me for an indefinite duration of time that only they are in power of saying that they once again wish to speak to me. But I also ask myself why have I put them in such a position.
Would it be fair to say that for some reasons that has caused others to feel in such a way, that I'm not entirely the only source of? Sometimes if people simply just listen, perhaps things wouldn't have a sour outcome? Maybe it might be my temper that gets in the way of sheer social logic. However I am tapping away at the keyboard here tonight, being in a position where I do not wish to speak to that other person. Reason being that I'm unable to send across my message. I do not know on which end in spectrum of the communication range is the faulty one. I strongly believe in this case it is the sender not the receiver. Despite this I'm unable to bring myself to carry on with a two way traffic in communication, but I'm able to put up a red sign to signify that I wish to end the conversation.
I'm deeply saddened actually. By the words that says "leave me alone" by that person. I'd have never expected that ever. I truly do not understand the rationale behind it, especially in past episodes of the warring periods between us. More confusing is that this time round, instead of seeking to understand, you allow this to be dropped. Probably this is a sign of things to come. Either that, or this is again, another isolated freak incident. I'm unsure which is better for us.
Coincidentally, in the pools of my thoughts, swam a question "Would you be told an eloquent lie, or the stabbed in the face by the sick truth?" In retrospect, not in todays situation, the answer to that question is quite subjective. On the other hand, in respect to this evening's events, and to the past 2 years of my life which I've struggled to keep in check. I wish I were able to remain ignorant. For ignorance is that of bliss.
We're good. Back to normal.
That was quite a bumpy ride.
It's not rage, it's not fear. It's not cowardice and it's not something I would want out of this.
I struggle to breathe in the air of ambiguity. While my head tears apart my soul and conscience, my logic fights to stay wholesome and sane.
How long more do I need to hold this ball.
Don't know what's wrong with you. I'm perfectly fine with you ending late. It is the nature of your course. So even if I bitch to the world, there's nothing you can do. Even if I bitch to the world, nothing will change. That's why I'm keeping quiet about it. If anything, I think it's you. You're the one who feels guilty about me waiting. Problem is, no one asked me to wait. I'm waiting willingly. So why give me that black face when you're not guilty of anything?
Thank you for following me this entire week, even though it made you exhausted. Miss it much.
If possible, I want to make you smile like this everyday.
It's going to take a bit to pull myself from learning this. While it isn't easy to realise the full nature of what I've done so far, this manifestation of today's conversation tells me that people are able to not feel sorry about what they have felt before. Here I am reflecting upon myself because during certain periods of my life I have rendered them a state where they wish to no longer speak to me for an indefinite duration of time that only they are in power of saying that they once again wish to speak to me. But I also ask myself why have I put them in such a position.
Would it be fair to say that for some reasons that has caused others to feel in such a way, that I'm not entirely the only source of? Sometimes if people simply just listen, perhaps things wouldn't have a sour outcome? Maybe it might be my temper that gets in the way of sheer social logic. However I am tapping away at the keyboard here tonight, being in a position where I do not wish to speak to that other person. Reason being that I'm unable to send across my message. I do not know on which end in spectrum of the communication range is the faulty one. I strongly believe in this case it is the sender not the receiver. Despite this I'm unable to bring myself to carry on with a two way traffic in communication, but I'm able to put up a red sign to signify that I wish to end the conversation.
I'm deeply saddened actually. By the words that says "leave me alone" by that person. I'd have never expected that ever. I truly do not understand the rationale behind it, especially in past episodes of the warring periods between us. More confusing is that this time round, instead of seeking to understand, you allow this to be dropped. Probably this is a sign of things to come. Either that, or this is again, another isolated freak incident. I'm unsure which is better for us.
Coincidentally, in the pools of my thoughts, swam a question "Would you be told an eloquent lie, or the stabbed in the face by the sick truth?" In retrospect, not in todays situation, the answer to that question is quite subjective. On the other hand, in respect to this evening's events, and to the past 2 years of my life which I've struggled to keep in check. I wish I were able to remain ignorant. For ignorance is that of bliss.
We're good. Back to normal.
That was quite a bumpy ride.
It's not rage, it's not fear. It's not cowardice and it's not something I would want out of this.
I struggle to breathe in the air of ambiguity. While my head tears apart my soul and conscience, my logic fights to stay wholesome and sane.
How long more do I need to hold this ball.