tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19323312150360767592024-03-13T15:14:57.116-07:00wanderireneWelcome to my journal.wanderirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06838524278543379884noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1932331215036076759.post-14172769788867064892022-10-11T14:21:00.006-07:002022-10-11T14:29:40.186-07:00A cruel summer<h2 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px;">The one where she fell for a stranger.</span></h2><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px;"><i>An open letter dated 12 June 2022</i></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></div><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I miss you.</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I don’t know why I feel this way. I thought you were a decent guy. Being the altruistic and honourable Air Force Police Officer that you are, I thought you were cool.</span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Baby steps, that was what you said when you asked me out after a few weeks of chatting.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">But then one day, just when I thought I was finally ready to give this thing a shot, suddenly, you were leaving.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"><br /></span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I was hoping you’d call but you never did. </span><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">You were right, I guess. This was </span><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">all nonsense.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Thank you for making me feel a lot of things that I’ve never felt before. Thank you for making me FEEL again. </span></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Have a good life, </span><span class="s4">🦁</span><span class="s3" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">. </span></p>wanderirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06838524278543379884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1932331215036076759.post-29077460918157334132020-11-07T09:37:00.018-08:002022-10-11T14:13:14.139-07:00What made me smile this week<h2 style="text-align: left;">What made you smile this week?</h2><div>For someone who finds happiness in the littlest and strangest things, it would be an impossible task to write about one thing that made me smile in a day, more so in a week. So I have decided to list down a few things that made me smile recently.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Family time</b> – As the saying goes, "<i>every cloud has a silver lining</i>"; if there was one positive thing that came out of this pandemic, it would be spending some <i>quality time</i> with my family. We often take advantage of our time and only in times like these that we realise how precious time really is; so precious that we should spend it doing things to better ourselves, and with people that matter the most in our lives. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Growing up, I never liked being at home. Back in my teenage years, like a normal teenager, all I wanted to do was to hangout with my "friends". There was a point when my parents were away and my sisters and I lived with our aunt for a few years. At that time, in a way, I got the freedom that I had always longed for, and I loved it. I loved going on side trips after school and going home late – like 8pm. God, those were good times. Anyhow, as I was saying, I am grateful for the extra time that I now get to spend with my loved ones no matter how unusual the current circumstance is.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><b>Our Christmas tree</b> – Building our tree is the one thing that I always look forward to in the run up to Christmas. Although it's a little bit different this year, it has given me the same warmth in my heart.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Conversation with someone I look up to </b>– The other day, I sent a DM to someone I look up to about the new product that she is launching soon. To my surprise, within a few seconds, she replied! Hahaha, although we just talked business, it made me happy. She inspires me a lot and I aspire to have the same drive as she does in running her businesses, and in continually improving herself.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><b>That 2-hour Skype call with an old friend</b> – Last Thursday, I got to catch-up with an old friend whom I hadn't seen or talked to in a while. We were "best friends" in high school. I don't remember how and why we became so but I did consider her as my best friend. She looked after me, and having her by my side gave me the comfort and care that I have had always yearned for. Regardless, we spent over 2 hours reminiscing our high-school days, sharing our life experiences, plans in life, and more. It was a hearty session. I missed her. I missed talking to someone familiar – someone who actually knew me.</div>wanderirenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06838524278543379884noreply@blogger.com0