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.
Met up with Gracia and Jason last night at tampines.
Roamed around and I were on my way to HKstreet after they both left for home, to pub38? (I don't know if I got it right)
Whatever it is, thanks to everyone's birthday wishes, especially to people who remembered by heart.
A cutely pressie from a cutely brother. He said a rose corresponds a month we'd knew each other (why not a day? he'll go bankrupt), and I counted. (it wasn't easy, some haven't even bloom and was hid out amongst) If I didn't miss any out, it was 63, which is 5years and 3months. (Anyway, I think he anyhow bomb one; I don't believe he really did remember.) A bear made it up for what he owed me for a period of half a decade. Haha. Thanks a mil.