biking with the wind blowing me...

yeah, hoping that my mind makes some sense in writing. my sense of black and white in matters relating to life and thoughts are becoming blurred - i hope not by the influence of new age but rather by the influence and my human understanding of the grace of God. i want these recordings to become a reminder of God's faithfulness in my golden days.
So, welcome my friend, let's learn together. I beckon you.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

I Was Born to Talk...Err...

I was told today that I do not talk much. Hahahahahha....I love it! I love the fact that different people tell me contrasting things about me. I feel like a chameleon sometimes. Sorry Nai to give you that impression. I do. In fact, I talk a lot. Only sometimes. Especially when I am high on coffee. Or on sugar. Or just plain high. :)

I love to listen when others are talking. I talk only when I know what to say or have something to say, because I do not like to sound stupid. :) Sometimes I do not say anything because I have no idea what is going on. English is still not my first language. Comprehension and vocabularies are sometimes still challenging to me. Especially when they are contextualised jokes. Just as no one would not understand my jokes if they do not know my background. :)

Thanks for chatting with me sometimes. Although Dave laughed when I said I am shy, it is actually true. I can be shy, in different circumstances. I do not like being watched or know that I am being watched. Oh well, I can live with that. My parents will say otherwise though. LOL. Because in some cases, 'shy' is not in my vocabulary. 

I am so tired now I need to go to bed. Goodnight Australia.

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