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.
You used to be my everything. If it means to lose you to get the life I want, I will.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
In agonyyy!!!!
My recovery speed is sooooooooooo slow. Some very good examples are:
1) People can recover for just 3 mere days and head out after labour when I'm still waddling like a duck and sitting on my Bibi's swimming float for 2weeks.
2) Bell/Alina and the assistant at Dental Art says that my teeth's aching pain will subsidy by 1-2days and I'm still chewing my already-very-soft food with my tongue and upper kou qiang (Whatever. I don't know the exact term for it) after 3.5days!!!
Before you think my teeth is all rotting at the age of 20, I'm having these light blue-green rubber bands in my teeth to force some small openings for braces "implant" on following Wednesday.
Yes, I'll be a metal woman with metal mouth, finally. You can laugh at me now (especially Pauline Low Bao Ling).
And DT can come ask me if kissing with my metalllll mouth will hurt or not.
Cheebehhhh~
Friday, December 25, 2009
Enjoy
I just knocked off from work and came home, all tired. I was forcing my baby (in case you don't know, baby is my all whiteferocious yet petite yet lovelyyy yet kuku (it's green cos kuku is ugly and green is ugly. I'm not saying cb is beautiful) dog who doesn't feed her puppies nehneh) to feed her puppies as usual, before I go for my shower.
After my shower and my just-started skincare regime (which is starting to irritate me because it is so ma fan) and my body lotion (am I getting too detailed here?), I snatched the CPU from my sis.
I logged on to facebook.
I saw my inbox with a (1) beside and clicked on it, expecting something nice to make my tired mundane day.
And I clicked on his prrrrrrrince-charrrrrming picture.
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At this point of time then I realised it was actually my sister's facebook account. I hollered for my sister and asked, "Do you know this freak?" She said no. And then I heck care and replied him despite her crazy nonstop "No no!!! Later he come kan meeeeeee."