Yesterday I had breakfast/lunch with Denise, who came to Melbourne from Adelaide for holiday.
One thing I love chatting this kind of friend is you do not need to be some one else. It's you. And most of these kind of friends I met from High School.
Of course, I've wonderful time chatting with Denise,
especially when she mentioned this part:
Denise: "You look sad."My first reaction was that Denise think too much. After a while of thinking-to-much session, it only makes me realize how I feel. (I know my reaction very slow. |||)
Me: "Am I?"
Denise: "You look like you're homesick!"
Me: "Oh. I was sick, that's why I look sad to you isn't it? Hahaha."
Yea. I guess she's right! Something is really bothering me.
Well, that thing is coming, I'm sick and something bothers me, how could I maintain a good mood?
Maybe it's holiday, maybe holiday we tend to think too much, maybe I've think too much, maybe my time of being down is coming, maybe.
But I'm please to have friends like Denise. They could see through you no matter how much effort you tried to hide from them, just like your family.
Because they care about you. That's why they could notice tiny unusual things happen on you.
Just a simple yet sincere regards could make your day, some one told me that. It's true.
Thanks for the treat Denise, it's suppose me to treat you.
Am I really glad to see you here. Really.
I miss my Malaysia's Friends. Every single one of them...and my Family












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