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'm getting so irritated by this application in facebook. I was creating this pet by first typing its name, Baby, and clicked 'OK'. Then it deemed as OK for the pet, including its appearance. And I'm ended up with this ugly blue monster.
Look at its bloody bunch of "cu-mo" (curly hair) on its forehead. And its stupid dead-fish-looking eyes. And its I'm-so-innocent-don't-kill-me eyebrow. And its eeeeeeeenormous nostrils. And its half-fuck mouth.
I deleted the whole application from my profile, and joined back, hoping not to see this blueM again.. but hooray, this thick-skin is still there, now even telling me that it won a 50coins lottery.
Ta ma de, someone, please slap this ugly monster.
2 more I'm-So-Fat months to go
I'm feeling so out-of-breath these days for no reason. And this lil' thing inside me is like trying her very best in a competition to burst my tummy skin, which doesn't help things at all. Ugh...
The bigger she gets, the more scared I am... that she will expand my c***b** (no vulgarities for age under 0) kang to its largest and pain me like hell.
On a totally different note, there's this crazy uncle came up to me last night outside Raymond's shop at Jurong while I was in DT's car and said, "Ah mui, go where, Ah mui?" I almost asked him to shut up but continued with my PSP game. Then he left without getting a response from me and stepped 2-3 steps away and suddenly sang a hindu/malay or whatever song, aloud.
Nao hia~ Scared my baby. Jurong is full of crazy people. No wonder luo bao ling stays there. Lol.