It'd been a cloying weekend with nothing but plenty of sleep and appetizing unhealthy food. sigh.
It's been this way at every moment and I have clung to this feeling throughout my formative years with the tenacity of a limpet and drive every friend mad by grilling my grief into them. Ha!
However,the good stuff that I could possibly recall from the past three days and remind myself that I was an exceptionally lucky person in-spite of my so called 'uninteresting' life at some point, is for the following reasons :
1. My unbounded enthusiasm in giving P the Lucky Luke comics. And the elated response. She loved it.
Woo-hoo!
2. A new story on the docket. The thrills! I tell you.
3. Raiding the comic book shelves at Landmark and buying myself a hill of Archie comics.
4. Mom saying that she'd got me this gorgeous pair of shoes from one of the local shoe stores in Dubai. My first pair of heels ever. Manolo Blahnik she said. Sweet!Made my day.
5. Impassioned and powerful planning on 'Things to do' with Best Friend, C.
6.Dad's shopping junket with us.
7.Lastly, my blogging again. After all these months.
Signing off now.
Must add. It sure is a marvelous feeling to look at the comforting prospect of things.
:^)
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