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12 November 2009 @ 9:43 AM
the journey to office this morning was exceptionally quiet, maybe because me, the yakking machine stopped yakking for a start. i only uttered 4 words, that was "thank you baby, bye".
i thought constant communication is healthy to a relationship so i would try to find topics or even the silliest random things like my stupid dreams to talk about but maybe he finds it too much.
i was thinking hard in the car, when would be the best time to talk to him.
in the morning when he drives me to work - no, cos i'll be distracting him from the hectic morning traffic.
in the night before we sleep - no, cos we'll be so tired after a day's work and we just want to zonk off immediately when we hit the bed. and mostly, he wasn't really interested and listening since he's a step away from entering dreamland.
so when?! maybe during dinner time i guess.. but what if we don't meet for dinner then don't talk?!
maybe i shouldn't be so enthusiastic about all the happenings around me and wanting to update him everything the moment i see him.
i wish i could control... but controlling not to open my mouth sucks, big time.
mute me please...
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i thought constant communication is healthy to a relationship so i would try to find topics or even the silliest random things like my stupid dreams to talk about but maybe he finds it too much.
i was thinking hard in the car, when would be the best time to talk to him.
in the morning when he drives me to work - no, cos i'll be distracting him from the hectic morning traffic.
in the night before we sleep - no, cos we'll be so tired after a day's work and we just want to zonk off immediately when we hit the bed. and mostly, he wasn't really interested and listening since he's a step away from entering dreamland.
so when?! maybe during dinner time i guess.. but what if we don't meet for dinner then don't talk?!
maybe i shouldn't be so enthusiastic about all the happenings around me and wanting to update him everything the moment i see him.
i wish i could control... but controlling not to open my mouth sucks, big time.
mute me please...
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