February 07, 2011

Maybe one day, we'll be perfect for each other

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Finished my 3D sample and my synopsis needed for wednesday. All I left now is the paper bag for the collaterals. I'm gonna finish it now. In this way I'll be able to join my parents & grandparents to Sentosa tomorrow(: Home the whole day because I woke up at 2pm & decided not to leave the house so that I can finish my work. I book lunch at Au Petit Salut  for Saturday with hubby for early Valentine day celebration. Gonna get his present on Thursday. LV or Mont Blanc men wallet? I'm still deciding....

Sometimes I love staying at home because I have everything I want at home. But come ti think of it I'm always alone at home besides having my maid at home. I don't often talk to her about how I feel & stuff. I'm sick of just me alone at home & I ought to be used to it already because it's always been like this since I was a kid, ever since I can remember. Dad & mum busy with their business in order to support the house & me home alone most of the time when they don't used to let me out with my friends. When I'm home alone now, I tend to think a lot, think of the past think of the future think of what I'm gonna do next. There's always so many what if going on in my mind, struggling & fighting. I hate giving myself what if because what if is never gonna happen if you never put it to actions. What if is just a prove of you regretting what you had done or did or do. & that's not gonna change any fact that you;re running away from. I have to keep telling myself that no matter how much you regret things will never be the same. All I can do is accept the fact instead of regretting & dwelling in the past. Looking forward to the future is what's important now and not looking back & staying at the same position not moving on.

Esp for girls, ladies & women, moving on and looking forward is always the best solution to anything because women can be very fragile at times be it school, career or love.❞
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