a long day it has been, especially with sleep at 4am the previous night
and being unconsciously dragged outta bed at 920 in the morning
but well i guess thats work? and our so called responsibilities in life?
since u cant help it, might as well make the best outta it?
its been a tiring long day, with me trembling in office cuz it was pouring outside
even my blazer seem of no comfort to me
for once i wished i had someone to hug me warm when im cold
and the coldness unknowing brought back some wonderful memories for me
of me being in the cold, of me being taken care of *dreams*
well on the other hand, it isnt all downs or things that pull u down in life
i casually mentioned i would like this particular 2 items from LV
and someone really sweet ran round paris just to find me what i want
but sad to sae, to no avail.
but it was the process of calls after calls, overhearing questions being asked after questions to the poor retail gers in paris *sorrys*
well cant help it that im being picky in what i wan, and i only want that particular 2 items in that particular colour
well if i aint picky i cant think of who is *haha*
honestly, miles away here in SG, i realli doubt that that someone will find the 2 things i wan
but honestly, i had this sense of overwhelming joy within myself
maybe it realli isnt all about that someone getting that 2 particular items from LV for me
but rather knowin the process of this person combing thru the many many endless stores of LV just to find what i wan
ever so determined to get what i wan, even when the chances were dwindling down with each store the person visited and questioned
and the thought within myself?
'so what if the person didnt manage to get this 2 items that i want? its no big deal, for at least this person put in so much efforts into finding what i wan'
i can live without this 2 LV items, well not totally true, maybe ill get it somedae, but pricer *sighs*
its the efforts and never dwindling determination of this person to find EXACTLY what i wan *the word here is exactly* that touches my heart the most. for such are the most precious things that one cant ever buy with money. it isnt like LV, anyone with tons of $50 notes with nowhere to spend can find, its something that no amount of $50 notes can buy
and the sudden realisation that i have this precious person in my life, to support me, to share my life with
i think this is more than enough than what life can offer me
and i thank fate for bringing this person to me in my life
somehow it all seems so good to hear this person's voice over the phone again
i kinda missed the phone calls and teasing
it somewhat feels something's missing from my daily life
integration without realisation... are these miricales of life? i would haf to sae so
on the next happier note, daddy n mummy's back
sometimes i miss the hustle n bustle when mummy's around at home *though annoyingly irritating at times*
and my daddy silent ways of teasing and making fun of all of us
it seems that the ending of 06/06/2006 all seems to complete my life
darling daddy bought me dinner when he went out for supper *ah the slow paced luxirous life daddy's leading, having meals at their proper timing*
and he simply silently sat in the living room watchin me finish up my food before going back to his room for the rest of e night
this is really.. simply.. family bliss, for which once upon a time, i either lost sight of it, or strayed from this...
all for someone who, upon looking back, isnt that worth it at all
not forgettin the dashed hopes and all but well its all over, i dun wana remember
though at times it unknowlying strays back into my mind
lets see.. for example...
a few days ago, i was staring blankly, tryin to slow down my pace and this scene came to my mind...
of me crying in tears, hugging unto R, lying on his chest
and in the midst, wetting his entire shirt
*god the amount of tears i muz have cried*
only to have him slowly but surely *sure took tons of coaxin man* to reduce my loud crying to sobs and slowly tired out till my eyes closed with bobo and chou chou in my hands on his chest
its good to have memories... whether its the past or not dun matter
sometimes memories keeps people going at their worst times...
but no matter what, i look forward to my future
and what it will bring me, the ups and downs, the surprises and frustration.. everything good and bad packed together
ill be realistic and hope for both the good and the bad, and not dream about only the good
talking about which, i had a weird but nice dream last night
cant remember much, but this usually happens with good dreams isnt it? we always remember the bad dreams so wel, but hardly the good dreams...
i so want to be in someone's arms, and comforting
i so need someone to tell me im doing good and doing fine
i so want to be pampered
i so need to be coaxed to bed, tucked to be
i so want to be showered with kisses, hugs and love
i so need someone
*as you can see, the tiredness gets to me and im rambling nonsense*
in time to come, ill be fine
in short i love the end of my 06/06/2006
but only the end...
n its time for me to KO
till next time
signing off
sweets
p/s: i wonder whats wif me and long posts nowadays, guess bloggin's comin back to me
haha
poor u all