When I Keep Quiet…

When I keep quiet.. I may be…

1) Sad or pissed about something.
Sometimes, things pissed me off or saddened me, and I just want to shout out, but I can’t. And so, I supress that feeling. It’s bad, because, people generally don’t really know what I am thinking, or rather, they don’t really care what I am thinking.

Of course, once in a blue moon, there are a few that has that ability to know my thoughts. They are so rare…

2) Contribution is of no value.
Sometimes, I keep quiet when I feel that, generally, my voice is being ignored. I feel no point in maintaining a conversation. For example, when I am in a group of 3. 2 are talking. I said something, and they did not make any remark, but still continue with their conversation.

That point of time, I will start thinking, hey, they don’t welcome you in the conversation. Why bother? Stop wasting your breath.

3) Sleeping
废话。But then, most of the time, I am not…

Hmm…

I am, actually, listening…

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Sometimes, I think, why am I often the one doing sacrifices…

I wonder, will anyone sacrifice him/herself, for me?

I guess not.

People generally are self-centred. I have said this lots of times, I think. They think of ‘I’ first, before ‘you’.

Examples? I am sure you can think of lots of them. Be it work, friends, etc, everyday lives.

But of course, there are exceptions. Some people may still remember ‘what about you?’ That’s something to be relieved about.

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Well… today, I managed to push everything away! I could get away early! But then, a change of plans at 4pm changed the plan. Oh well. Change ba. We could squeeze out some time in the future, anytime. Easily.

Do I sound sacarstic enough?

Never mind.

In the end, I ended up eating bedok 85 bak chor mee, and then finishing up all the sotongs…

Never mind.

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I have my reasons for not often taking the front seat of any vehicle transport. But sometimes, I think it’s still bearable.

Just sometimes. Not always.

The feeling will only be felt by me. And only by me.

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