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 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."