A great event

I am nothing special; just a common woman with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.
Torn. Ripped.Used. Have I lost the last bit of my dignity? Till now I still can't comprehend the reasons for my actions. I am just like the coffee sachet which has been reused for umpteen times, thus losing its aromatic flavour.
'Click' and my mailbox showed, 'Can you please see me when you're in the office? Thanks XXX.'
I wish I was funnier
I love you, Ma Ma. I love you. I know she can hear me even though she was not exactly looking at me. I know she can. Her grip on my hand seemed weaker than before. I so much so wanted to tell her how much I enjoy my current job and how much so I detest working long hours. Tell her about the things she has done for me as a child. How I love the vegetarian meal she prepared from scratch. How she would do my hair like a princess. How she would pick me up from school during my lower primary days. How aromatic the coffee she used to brew.And the many occasions where she would stuff some money in my hands to buy things for myself as a teenager. How I enjoyed staying overnight at her place including my brothers and cousins. Time is running out. My vision is blurred now with nothing but tears...
I can only bury my face in tears, nothing but tears. I need a comfort hug badly but I couldn't find any. My mum told me that my grandma will depart from our lives soon, in another month's time. My grandma is bedridden, always sleeping away regardless the time of the day. I've yet to tell her how much I love her, I really do. If I don't start telling her my love for her and how much I adore her, I know I will end up regretting for the rest of my life. And I am fully aware that she will not be able to say that she love each and every grandchild , her sons and daughters but I know she wanted to so much. I always hear how my elder brother would find my grandma crying away on a few rare occasions when he paid a visit to her during the time she was hospitalised. Why is my grandma having such a hard life when she has contributed so much to her family? She is so in pain but she can't scream or moan. Will my dad be able to accept the reality when the time comes? I do not know. I know I will collapse in tears. Call me a weakling. Yes, I am. I will keep on crying till I can't cry no more. My eyes hurt now but I couldn't put a halt to my tears.
Looking through my family fridge to ensure no storage of expired stuff in it. Saw a box of chocolates bought from London a couple of months back. I thought half the contents inside has been consumed since my whole family is a big fan of chocolates. I decided to check out the current status of this box of chocolates. Who knows, I may find maggots feasting away on those chocolates. Yewww... To my surprise, no one has opened the box and I could practically resell it to an interested buyer if there is any. No presence of maggots, worms and all the mouth-watering pieces looked as if they were purhased yesterday. I decided to 'sacrifice' myself and tried one of the chocolate pieces. Don't they look delicious? These chocolates are from Thornton's, very good chocolates. I think they taste better than Godiva and slightly cheaper too. Sadly, these are available in the UK only. Can't wait to return back to London again. Miss the amazing people I met during my last trip there.
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01. Received two stalks of lilies when I was sick at home 3 yrs ago
I lost another 2.205pounds of unwanted fats. Good news is I can finally slip into my Mango dress effortlessly. Looking at the mirror with the dress hanging nicely on my body somehow brings a smile on my face though I'm not exactly smiling. I must say that this black number is kinda revealing at the front. It may seem inappropriate to wear it for my upcoming dinner and dance event organised by my firm. I wouldn't want to risk having my male colleagues to be staring at my chest as their main activity of the night. In fact, I would love to be clothed in this beautiful outfit in any social private event. The possibility of someone wearing the same dress as me is rather low since I bought it a few years ago. Key words: A few years ago. I need a second opinion. It is a waste of financial resources to get a new outfit for just one event.
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