Your Sweet♥~
Linda Ser.
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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.
In the meantime, she would just live.
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Music ♥
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Random
You know, I can't blog freely like no one's watching. So, it's always the mundane stuffs.
How long have I not have a hangover on Saturdays? -Unknown.
Yes, it's strange I'm not suffering from headaches, fatigues, grogginesses, etc today. People who talk to me on my hangover days will realise that I response to them 3secs or more later or, I'm still half-drunk (even if it had already been 24hours ever since the last drop of alcohol). I'm not kidding.
I don't know when and where was this pic taken but according to the photographer, it was when I was still at Xchange, which is quite some time back. The liquid was ... ugghh ... judging by my expression.Oh yah, regarding National Day, it was boring. Instead, National Day EVE was splendid (almost) or rather happening (kind of drunk, as usual). Fly is getting boring. (I noticed I've been mentioning 'boring', 'tired' etc a tad too often lately)
I forgot what's her name, but she requested a photo at Illuzion. So there.My mom's brainpower is going on the loose for godknowswhy these days. One moment, she can go cat&bitefighting with my sis. And then she can shoot me with some unknown language the next. Like just now I was talking to my sis about faux lashes.
me: "Eh, I just realised if you use eyelash curler kiap your faux eyelashes, they will curl like cb mor, and the effect lasts for a long period sial!"
jess: "I don't want them to curl."
me: "-.- knn. then you put faux lashes for what? cut off your real lashes lah."
*mom interrupts loudly*: "#$@^!#$-1 .... 钱@$%^!*@ 啦 ... @#7%8&*#!"
*I stared at her for 3sec speechless*
me: "what talking you?"
mom: "talk 你lah!"
Anyway, I watched the movie clip Edwin and Yaoping made for me regarding the Tioman Trip on March, and it was really sweet. I'm uploading it and if blogspot allow me, I will upload it later because it's taking its own sweet time as the file is 101MB++.
Work tonight...