silent all these years.

what if i'm a mermaid
in his jeans
with her name still on it
silent all these years - tori amos

easter was, to say the least, blissful. i had the best time with my loves russ, kenneth and char. finally, rus had the car with a legal driving license, so we cruised to clementi al-ameen for supper. we talked about life, love, lack of love and life among other tear jerking, laugh inducing moments.

i realised, as i was sitting in the monster that rus calls his car, i am so incredibly lucky. i have 4 friends who love me despite of my whining and crying and insults and worst moments. we've been friends for 7 years (for nick, 4) and we've even hung out everyday before and we've probably never gotten sick of each other.

i like to think that we're no longer friends anymore. we're family. i can sit with my legs open, talk with my full, snort when i laugh and they wouldn't mind. they would laugh, with me not at me and won't think any less of me.

and through every single drop of heartache, happiness and such, they been there. never to judge never to hurt, only to love.


i love you charlene, kenneth, russ and nick.
it's been so long since i've said that to you,
but it is still the truth straight from my heart.


it's been here, silent all these years