Happiness isn't completely a state of mind, it's more of the spirit and morale singing. I still believe in this in particular. Noticed there isn't much of frequent downpours occurring this weekend? Unexplainable but I feel much better since it always rains when I feel down and blue... *grinning*
This week was good. I met my god bro, Max consecutively on Tues and Wed. Tuesdays we went Vivo after my work to purchase my Samsung Omnia from Samsung shop. Cost me $1,098..but it was worth it in my opinion: A dream come true coz I really wanted to have one.
Daddy got me one using his line, initially. My shameful mistake to request for a white one which turned out not to my liking. Created a big fuss, called the operator and demanded a change. End up, my poor Daddy had to sell off the phone. Thank god he sold for a price higher than purchased.
Mohan explained over coffee tonight that my Dad and I had made a collective loss regardless of the few hundred dollars my dad received from the sale of the handset. Rather, I insist he made a gain and $1,098 ought to be treated as my personal loss. Well, the son's gotta admit he was a big time spoiled-brat.. was his bad to choose the wrong colour in the first place.
Anyway, it was really pleasant having met and catch up the good times with Max over dinner at Earl Swensons. On our second day of meeting at Ngee Ann City, I was on a moon-cake spree.. purchasing a vairety of snow-skin mooncakes from Shangri-La, Sheraton, Marc & Leonard.. they were irresistable. Got his japanese pomelo-flavoured "rabbit" pastry (around 90 bucks) for my colleagues. I never felt happier, having went out with Max. Totally enjoy going out with him.. it's the chemistry with him.. he gave me a handful of advices on love-management too.. about slowing down, being rational and making prudent decisions in my love-life. And I must admit, I have always been impulsive in my decisions.
What's next? Came later of this week was my fulfillment of promise to meet an old friend Andrew. Someone I met when I was in army. He's nice. Carried my heavy mooncake (yam mooncakes from Chinese Mandarine Hotel) purchased for my granny. Yam has always been her favourite and my Mummy used to buy every year. A couple days back when Ahma mentioned nobody would buy yam flavour anymore, I felt responsible to continue my Mummy's legency. So ya.. I took over. Perhaps I just love to Ahma happy. Perhaps it is through these we allow for reminiscences and personificate her pressence through the purchase of stuff she'd used to buy, now that she's gone.
Andrew offered a treat to an tantalising yet sinful dessert at Celene at Raffles Cit SC, basement. I had this sugary crepe which I was unable to complete la. At the end of the day, it was... simply splendid being able to finally meet up with this friend. Someone who had always been supportive through my past heart-breaking relationships turmoils. Well.. I supposed these pin-struck heartaches doesn't affect me much. I need a break.
That's becuase I'm happy. Yes I am! Spending time and having friends' company has became my priority. Just..taking a breather.. subtle the sadness and bring the joy out from within. Cheers~
*Champaign glass cling*
This week was good. I met my god bro, Max consecutively on Tues and Wed. Tuesdays we went Vivo after my work to purchase my Samsung Omnia from Samsung shop. Cost me $1,098..but it was worth it in my opinion: A dream come true coz I really wanted to have one.
Daddy got me one using his line, initially. My shameful mistake to request for a white one which turned out not to my liking. Created a big fuss, called the operator and demanded a change. End up, my poor Daddy had to sell off the phone. Thank god he sold for a price higher than purchased.
Mohan explained over coffee tonight that my Dad and I had made a collective loss regardless of the few hundred dollars my dad received from the sale of the handset. Rather, I insist he made a gain and $1,098 ought to be treated as my personal loss. Well, the son's gotta admit he was a big time spoiled-brat.. was his bad to choose the wrong colour in the first place.
Anyway, it was really pleasant having met and catch up the good times with Max over dinner at Earl Swensons. On our second day of meeting at Ngee Ann City, I was on a moon-cake spree.. purchasing a vairety of snow-skin mooncakes from Shangri-La, Sheraton, Marc & Leonard.. they were irresistable. Got his japanese pomelo-flavoured "rabbit" pastry (around 90 bucks) for my colleagues. I never felt happier, having went out with Max. Totally enjoy going out with him.. it's the chemistry with him.. he gave me a handful of advices on love-management too.. about slowing down, being rational and making prudent decisions in my love-life. And I must admit, I have always been impulsive in my decisions.
What's next? Came later of this week was my fulfillment of promise to meet an old friend Andrew. Someone I met when I was in army. He's nice. Carried my heavy mooncake (yam mooncakes from Chinese Mandarine Hotel) purchased for my granny. Yam has always been her favourite and my Mummy used to buy every year. A couple days back when Ahma mentioned nobody would buy yam flavour anymore, I felt responsible to continue my Mummy's legency. So ya.. I took over. Perhaps I just love to Ahma happy. Perhaps it is through these we allow for reminiscences and personificate her pressence through the purchase of stuff she'd used to buy, now that she's gone.
Andrew offered a treat to an tantalising yet sinful dessert at Celene at Raffles Cit SC, basement. I had this sugary crepe which I was unable to complete la. At the end of the day, it was... simply splendid being able to finally meet up with this friend. Someone who had always been supportive through my past heart-breaking relationships turmoils. Well.. I supposed these pin-struck heartaches doesn't affect me much. I need a break.
That's becuase I'm happy. Yes I am! Spending time and having friends' company has became my priority. Just..taking a breather.. subtle the sadness and bring the joy out from within. Cheers~
*Champaign glass cling*
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