Lines
Some lines are easy to say: My name is Wei. I am 23 years old.
Some lines are easier to spell out than to pronounce: Sylvester is a pusillanimous pussy cat. Je ne sais pas francais.
And some lines can usually only be written or said with some degree of discomfort or self-mockery: I studied at Raffles. I am a flaming poof.
Therefore, some things that I want to say gets left ... between the lines.
I know that the area between the lines is very unclear, difficult (and maybe hazardous) to interpret.
I have on several occasions interpreted stuff wrongly. Misread stuff. And broken my own heart.
And goodness knows how my hints between the lines get read.
Ok. I think I might not be making sense. So, this is enough for now.
But...
I think I need guts to be clearer.
I think I also need people to be blunt-er / more forward.
Ah well.
posted by the third wei at Wednesday, December 14, 2005
7 Comments:
some words.. are hard to put into words..
some words.. are best said to no-one in particular..
=)
O:-)
*sayangz* hug hug..
11:41 pm
candour can be such a wonderful thing hor ... but not too much sometimes
11:55 pm
life can be a set of sounds
life can be a set of words
life can be a set of conversations
life can be a set of expressions
words are but one of the means by which we connect with others, and the issue may lie not in the thing itself, but in the adequacies of words, is it not?
3:59 pm
Gawd, you are a 23 year old with a masters in education/economics degree? faintz
9:29 pm
wth are u trying to say.. nb, trying to be more clear hor.. already making progress by going round the shrub 15 times.
3:00 am
i also dunno what i want to say. haha.
11:21 am
Stop with the navel gazing - you think too hard about little details, but life is not an academic study. Try going out and talking to real people! I should have spanked you in London! :)
12:47 pm
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