Smiling to herself as she sat at the table waiting for him to bring back the drinks. She relaxed back in her chair and gazed out of the window to the cold June day that caused the trees to dance wildy in the wind. She thought about what she had learned, who she once was and who she had now become. She now had a job that she loved, wonderful people whom she knew so true and felt confident within herself to reach for what she wanted.
She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn't just drag herself to the gym; she was a woman who sometimes questioned what reason had she to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong.
On the other hand, she was a woman with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories. Whether it happened in ten months or ten years, she would just obey the final message. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led her.
I miss the times when we asked what's the next lesson and then go "Awww...". I miss the times when tickwatt and miketoh threatened to ring up my parents. I miss the times when we made a fool in class. I miss the times when we hide and ran away from tickwatt and miketoh. I miss the times when we stir up hullabaloo and disguise in the crowd in the hall. I miss the times when I create dreams in school. I miss the times when I look at Wanling doing all the things during practical in Bio lab. *chortles* I miss the times when we picnic-ed during detention. I miss the amiable fights we had. I miss the convulsion of laughters. I miss tpss and the guys.
And when the day I leave Illuzion for good comes...
I will miss the times when I made a hoo-ha with the girls. I will miss the times when David goes "gu gu bird", showing the grumbling face. I will miss the times when I fell and waking up with blue-blacks and cuts the next day. (and David will go counting the bruises) I will miss the times when I laughed so hard, I literally spurt out water from my mouth. I will miss the times when I scream for David and holler upon losing and drinking. I will miss the times when the Happy Birthday song is on the track with cakes flying. I will miss the "traffic jams" on Friday nights. I will miss the times when David sound off what I did and how uproarious I was the previous night. I will miss the times when I grumble to David about the deplores of life. I will miss the ha-has and not forgeting the boohoos.