Friday, 6 June 2008

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IT's not always about you..sometimes, It's about me too" I can hear those words scream through my mind each time I speak to her. Isn't a conversation supposed to be two way? You talk and I listen...and when I talk? you should also LISTEN!!! Its not always about you, you and YOU. Its already a miracle that I actually listen to you with full attention considering the fact that your topic of choice is well, always predictable. If you are not whining about something being physically wrong with you, its something to do with a certain someone in your relationship. I am not mocking you.I promise. I just want you to toughen up. The world is such.I have nothing against what you talk about.Its your life and what you are comfortable to voice out.


All I want is for a listening ear in return. For me to talk without you having to budge in and change to something related to you again. Many a times I tell myself maybe..just maybe..could it be because my life isn't as interesting as yours? Maybe, because in contrast with what you have to say..what I have to say just dulls in comparison? guess what? After much thinking I have concluded that my life is just as interesting as yours is and I do deserve the same amount of attention when I speak.I am a quiet person naturally. Not one to talk much about things around me or about myself. BUT I do love to..that is if the right person just lets me do it. I believe I can be just as entertaining.


All theses years, its only that one sepecial friend..a friend of 8 strong years who has let me have a share in whatever conversations we hold..be it the weather, school happening or plainly things about our individual selves, I have covered it all..and its only with her I feel comfortable to freely express myself knowing that inside her, I am not being judged in anyway. The reason being? We take turns to exchange stories. Again, I talk, you listen and so it goes. We freely say what we want and when its times for the other person to speak views are exchanged with an open mind. No one cuts the other half way.


I have reached the stage where I hate answering phone calls only because I can already predict what we will end up talking about. Its either I have become psychic or its all just so predictable. But one thing is for sure..I am not a phone person. I have said so many times. I'd rather meet you face to face and exchange stories..or maybe gossips but not over the phone. Simply because I have an attention span of a goldfish..and I lose interest halfway through(This happens to whoever I hold phone conversations with..and trust me..I have been caught many times for not paying attention..hehe).


If you have not noticed it yet,lately,I have not really entertained you when you talked about cetain things.I have either just listened but avoided commenting or plainly brushed them aside and tried to ignore because I am really tired of listening to them.Tell me, have you sincerely listened when I told you what I felt about the whole situation or atleast followed some of my advice? I doubt it all, cause from what I see, after all the promises you make, I see them broken after a fews days only to hear ou give some feeble excuse to cover them all up.Take what you said last night for example and what you messaged me in the morning as a clear cut example.It makes me wonder yet again. And yes, you do ask me about myself. Without fail and i do appreciate it..but think again..have you ever heard me tell you stories of my childhood? lets say, my primary school life? What kind o f life I have had in the past? Think. And if I am wrong in listing so, correct me. I will accept it.

Signing Off On|Friday, June 06, 2008|

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