Golden Sands of Time
I am home before ten. That is a feat. Cramps are a girl’s (okay woman’s) nightmare. I got home by myself. I like wearing ruffles. The way that the uneven cloth brushes against the skin as you walk quickly, rushing off to somewhere. Such a relish. I sometimes wish I was one of those girls with mile long legs who could wear those short short dresses without a second’s consideration and balance in those sky high stilettos. You do not even need pockets to slot your handphone in because some one is always at your disposal.
New love is in the air.
Dizzy with her perfect go to guy. Someone who enjoys exactly the same things that she does. No compromises, your best friend always at your side. I have not met her since but I can just picture her just basking in the sheer exuberance of the thrill of the new relationship.
And Jia. Jia is just so hilarious. She just makes me laugh. But I am very happy for her. She is so much stronger than I was and I am rooting for her. Like Siew, she believes in love and I do not think she deserves anything less. For a minute, I wished I could turn time back and be just half as strong as she is right now. How exciting it must be for her. To not be able to concentrate and lose your appetite but end up glowing for the right reasons.
Yes, I am envious.