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.
Where: Outside Illuzion When: Last night What: Discussion Why: Boliao How: Joined me and Wendy for smoking
*mid-halfway of wendy and my conversation* IC (IlluzionCustomer): "Wah... If she's more gentle, then swee liao lah." Wendy: "Hurhur. No leh, she's only loud and violent when she's drunk." *me -_-"* IC: "No leh. She's loud on usual, but extremely louder when she's drunk." *me -____-"* IC: "Nonono... She's loud to boys but soft togirls." Wendy: "Hurhurhur." IC: "you 玩豆腐(tofu) one huh?" Wendy: "Hurhurhurhur." me: "simi 玩豆腐?" Wendy: "Don't know leh." me: "Don't know, you still laugh." Wendy: "Wonderful, huh?" me: "...." IC: "玩豆腐 you all don't know? lesbian lah." Wendy and me: "......."
It's definitely not the first time when someone comes up to me, telling me how perfect I will be if I'm a bit more demure and girly, etc etc.
Sometimes I even have violent people telling me I'm violent. What the hell? It's like I kena point finger for being stupid by a pig. Eh? Wait. I remember reading about pigs that they are actually smart creatures the last time I went to the zoo with Jason, BB and PP.
Okay, never mind about that. You get my point.
It's like people telling you if your armpit hair is pink in colour, it will be sexier (don't tell me you're gonna dye it, freako). I mean, that's just me lah.