My morning started late and I slept in till 9. Then I went shopping and got my nails done in Californiafication Coral, which is the hottest color of the season. Love it and will re-apply it.
And I am grateful for being able to retrieve some valuables. Although I had to go through long scary corridors, deal with scary security men, and walk under the sun twice, I got my rings back. One was my mother's and the other was a birthday gift from the girls. This means a) I was very lucky and b) the money they bought the rings with was Halal.
One funny thing I noticed is that as I was walking through the mall, all I saw were couples holding hands. Couples in Love, old couples, foreign couples, newly-wed couples. I was fully aware that the universe was somehow mocking me and my desperate pleas and showing me what I cannot comprehend yet hope for the most.
I passed by work shortly then passed by the exchange. Am not planning on spending much during this trip so I only carried with me a small amount.
I hugged Mommy goodbye before getting into the cab and this time my hug was very casual. Deep down I know that mommy loves me so much and in actual fact she loves me more than my other siblings.
The most uplifting of all highlights was when The One Called me, still sporting a sexy, just woke up voice. He told me to enjoy myself and to send his regards to L. The latter annoyed me slightly but there is nothing I can do about it and anyways I was not planning and delivering these regards.
We traveled through the tacky terminal. I felt a bit out of place probably because I was over-dressed. Had I been dressed in jeans and trainers I would've felt okay. I am sure we attracted a lot of attention. We even got approached by 2 teens who offered chocolates. And let's not forget the old dude who couldn't take his eyes off us. He was traveling with his son whom M thought it is more suitable and in my league. M got shocked by my taste and thinks I should consider better-looking men. However, I have this perception that good-looking men would go for models and blondes mostly. I know I should remove this thought from my mind otherwise that's all the universe is going to bring my way. Maybe I will one day think differently.
Senior Pacos was the brightest highlight of the day. First, there was the delicious Mexican food. Then there was the Filipino band playing the baaadest of all retro music. Then there were all those drunken westerners who hit the dance floor and the weird old dudes.
The Brazilian club was too dodgy so we left as soon as we went in.
MeatCo is a new hip bar/club with an amazing top floor 360 view. And I noticed how the night scene was full of men and very few cheap-looking females.
Fahad is interested in L. I don't know but I somehow got a weird feeling that he may have been slightly interested in me. I could be imagining it though, I could be wrong. But it's funny how he suddenly became so sweet to L at the same time that we were there.
So am I happy? Yes I am. But more than that I am very grateful for the wonderful life that I have been blessed with.
Till we meet again,
Sedeso
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