One fulfilling weekend I had.
Simple errands with parents.
To indoor stadium to collect the tickets.
To Wet Market to do some marketing
with dearest mommy.
Movie cum makan outing with the peeps.
Shopping with the girls.
Crazy ride back home in Vincy's Car.
Tuition with my dearest student, Tan Yun Qin
and afternoon day out with my dearest.
I shall not do much talking.
Let the pictures do the outing.
And as I spend some quality time doing nothing
with my dearest at the East earlier, I recalled the times
we started becoming friends,
the challenges we faced just to remain friends,
the fickle-minded me and,
not forgetting the super emotional me,
always crying and whining to him,
always feeling down,
always running away from him,
yet, he's always there to stand by me.
Catching me each time I fall.
Our relationship is like a magnet,
each time I tried to repel, I got
attracted back by some
unforseen energy.
Is that what its called "fate"?
