First of all, because it's public holiday and second of all because it's PUBLIC HOLIDAY! I've been so stressed out at work recently I need a lay off.
Another reason to love Labor Day is, it's a day before my anniversary with John. Couldn't believe that we've been together for four freaken' awesome years! I am astounded at my level of loyalties with this man. Ok Ok I admit you caught me eyeing some other guys on the magazine few times, or ogling at Johnny Depp picture with my jaw dropped oftentimes. But I love this man (John to be precise), he make me feel that I belong somewhere.
I better stop now before you guys vomit blood with all these gooey details of my love life. Till next time, Happy Labor Day!
p/s: There's no better way to spend your day off sprawling in front of tv with a nice beer!
I detest certain time of the month. The days look gloomy and dark, the cloud gathers on your head and create the cumulonimbus that look like it going to pour any time soon on you, the cold that makes you shivers. Then, you can see Gregorian playing on my iPod. It is the time of the month. My "depressed" day.
"No, I don't have depression problem!". I told myself repeatedly when the thought crosses my mind. But then why even the slightest song with emotional verse make my eyes welled up. Sigh. Being a woman is hard. You tend to be dragged to the lowest emotional imbalance at certain time of the month. It's hormones, PMS and lot more than you can bargain for.
"Do something about it!". The voice at the back of my head always want to surpass my feeling when it comes to me get attached to this type of emotion. I do try. I drink jasmine tea, green tea and all sorts of tea that are well-known in controlling your bad day. I listen to Beach Boys and all the happy-clappy songs. I even daydream about all the happy days that happened, about to happen and maybe not going to happen. But, once it's getting quiet inside, the darkness wrap his cloak on your heart, the loneliness creeping and take control then bang! You choke. It's like there is a lump on your throat that doesn't want to go away. You can't swallow your emotion. You have to let it out. And my way of getting it out is to just lie in the corner of the bed or somewhere and curl up. There's nothing else that make you feel better at that moment other than be alone for a while and have someone who you care enough and care about you enough to hug you and tell you that EVERYTHING GOING TO BE ALRIGHT.
Coldplay - Trouble
Pixie.
p/s: don't stoop so low. Always give yourself some credit. You deserve it.
Mr.Bf and I were having Texas Hold Em last night with few friends at our house. I never play it but starting from yesterday I think I like this game. Knowing me, I am very bad at card games, be it anything from bridge to even monopoly. However, I got a feeling that I kind of good in this. Haha I bet that is what all gamblers thought. But if you're playing with friends there's not much harm that will happen. So I think I will play again!
p/s: do you believe that poker is purely luck or it's you that have to make the most of your cards?
In words of Cecilia Ahern, Author of p/s: I love You;
“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 in the morning. 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 more often; 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.”
