I miss my stupid Saturday.
Wake up early in the morning, have a good breakfast, get myself a cup of latte, and drive straight to the airport. Park my car, and read. Be it magazine, newspaper or book. Spend hours for reading, enjoying latte, catching up to the latest hits, healing my soul with the views, projecting hope by seeing the flight pass by. I miss my stupid Saturday...
Result: Happy heart and recharged spirit to see tomorrow.
P/S: Owh... Congratulations to Ekkie for the newborn baby.
Friday, February 19, 2010
The Thing I Miss To Do
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i get the feeling..there are just some things that u simply miss, because of the simplicity of it, coz of the serenity, contentment u get out of it. for me i miss utp for those moments when i walk alone on deserted classroom corridors.. having a good time with the funny looking plants by the sidewalk..without a care of the world..i miss those times...
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