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.
No, haven't sleep. My mom's preparing my yummilicious meal.
* Caught this a couple of days ago, with KKKK (kunkunkorkor) . *shudders*
Rate: 4nachoswithcheese/5 Hilarious.
I wouldn't mind catching it for another 10times in a row. (By the way, if anyone happens to know the song at the ending, please let me know.) Kunkun% said the lead actor in My Wife is a Gangster 3 is the dumb, mediocre-looking taxi driver in 200pounds Beauty.
Yes, him.
I think he looks reeeaaaally cute to me now. Haha.
* I browsed through all my videos in the com out of boredom. And I stroke off the thought of posting them up, because I don't want you guys to have the urge of slapping me, like how I felt earlier on.
And I even did this:
I know it doesn't resemble me the least bit lah. Because I'm prettier, right? Wahaha. Diam.
* School orientation tomorrow at 9am, I repeat - 9AM.
2hours? What can they do? I'm envisaging them making us sit in a circle and play games a la primary/secondary schools orientation.
I'm just kidding lah.
I'm wondering what rubbish I have to go through tomorrow. And being alone doesn't help things.