Good day!

Oh well, it's Thursday once again. I'm really happy whenever it's Thursday probably because it's nearing weekend but at the same time not that near such that weekend would be over in a blink of an eye. It gives me the strenght to go through another 2 days of work before I finally get to enjoy life.

But I feel pretty much indifferent about this Thursday. Maybe because Dear is having his passing out holiday this week that I don't feel the need to be excited about seeing him on Saturday since I can see him any time I want to.

Anyway, for those who are concern about my Chalet with him, (those that found out about it, somehow or another, though I don't remember telling everyone) all I can say is I had fun. Although we didn't get most of the things we planned to do, done, but it's the company that counts, right?

It doesn't matter that we were too tired to jog, or the clouds and the trees hindered our view from the beautiful sunrise. Nor does it matter that I had to have leg cramps when we finally went swimming. If you look at it in a different angle, you'll see something wonderful, something perfect, from a little imperfection. Moreover, we managed to have a lovely dinner at Fisherman's village, what more could a girl ask for?

As for today, I'm in such a chirpy mood because I met him for lunch. Or maybe it was the iced mocha vanilla from Coffee Club. The strong aroma of the unmistakably coffee beans and the sweet melted chocolate and vanilla ice cream topping simply wows me away. (I'm sorry if I suddenly made you crave for a cuppa.) The bittersweet taste complemented my mood totally.

But I guess I have to deal with the aftermath of such luxurious enjoyments. He'll be gone, on Monday, and very possibly gone for a 3 weeks confinement. I'll be waiting patiently though, for the next bittersweetness to overwhelm me once again.