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 don't know which day/matter to start my update. Thus, I'll just blog according to what comes to my mind first.
I so so so much wanna blog about the top 5 most stupid/disgusting/terrible/inhumane/beastly/atrocious... (Okok, shut. Let's just name it god-awful) guys I've met in my life (till now only, because I'm sure there's more outside).
And before I continue, - TO MY EXES whohave no life but is not interested in my life despite still logging on to whererainbows-end.blogspot (don't cheat yourself), OR those who are still so much interested in catching up with my life because I'm so much better than your current one...... No, I'm not talking about you guys.
Okay, back to the topic, that post is still half-written, suspended in the drafts because I'm wondering if it will arouse a commotion. Plus, some points in it were supposedly to be kept within, means cannot say lah. Worse still, I've been noticing for quite some time, and people around here are whererainbowsend-shy. In other words, they don't say anything here. Instead, they voice them outside.
Anyway, I will continue with that post, but will only publish until I get assurance... from? Don't know, time maybe.
* Oh, I left Studio18. Somehow, I feel that history's repeating itself.
* I saw this space in TheNewpaper last week, outside FEP (fareastplaza),
(I forgot what it actually said, but it was something like this) "We've banned smoking in entertainment areas for your clean fresh air!"
and before my brain could ooze out any common sense to remind me it's public, I screamed "My ass."
I mean, take an example, 99 outta a hundred in Illuzion smokes, (it really is and nevermind the fact that the ONE doesn't mind at all) all the 99 have to squeeze in the skimpy corridor outside Illuzion (nevermind when it rains). Then who are you talking "YOUR" clean fresh air?
Nb.
I want food.
. . . Forgot the rest. Come back when I'm reminded.