:: Done. ::

The open house came and went.
The toughest part about organizing events is actually the planning and preparation.
Dad came over to help.
I have to officially introduce him as my DAD in case everyone thinks he's my future husband.
Well, its not as if it hadn't happened. when pple make wrng assumptions.

Lotsa things still needed to be done.
Proposals. Markings. Setting papers. Lesson planning.
I went out with dad. (been going out wit him too much lately)
ohh, did i not mentioned his bestfren is 28 yrs old.
so we went to abg wan's place where i hang out wit jules (the wife).
so while dad n abg wan headed to their colleague's open house, me and jules had a delicous dessert at gelare.
the waffles, the ice-cream.
i miss that kind of hanging out sessions.
i mean i really miss alot of things.
jules cleared her closet ( she's the same women who owned 2 pairs of ferragamo's and claimed my pierre cardin's were expensive).
she passed her ralph lauren's to me. her expensive bottoms.
and the uncle tending one of the canteen stalls also just passed me a gucci sling and a pair of ferragamos.
and you myt be asking are they fakes. apparently not. the uncle actually are into high end brand goods. apparently they were rich enough because they use to have a business bt decided to lay low and tend the canteen stall instead.
the lesson : never underestimate anyone. not even those you think would be the last person who could afford things.

but it was nice today.
i mean after feeling beat and beaten just last nyt.
i felt much better.. when the vp told my dad i was good. when the uncle claimed that im like her niece. those are the kind of unexpected things that could make you feel at the very least appreciated.

but appreciation from a very dear one. i really hoped myt come true one day.
but for now i could settle for the second best.
if im appreciated by strangers. then it would be fine.
because sometimes you cant have the best of both worlds.

in fact, the world you are in now is never yours. had never been yours in the first place.
you just create dreams. attempting to make it a reality.
but truth is, ur life is a rental. watever is given will be taken back.
its just a matter of time..
i noe its a damn long entry.


BUT i MISS talking to someone.
Someone who could spare 5 mins to listen.
:)