That type of girl

And I’m the type of girl who if you loved me, I would love you more. If you really hurt me, I wouldn’t hurt you back but I could never love you the same. You’d know when I stop loving – when I get more polite, when I stop expecting, when I no longer ask where you’ve been, when I kill off all hope, when I avoid you. But I’d still care, I’d think of us months after you’re long ¬†gone, but you wouldn’t know, because my pride would never allow me to tell you. I’m the type of girl that doesn’t expect anything from people, so I get grateful when you are nice to me without reason. But I won’t tell you I am, I’ll show you with actions, I’ll be there when you need me, I’ll do the little things like as if they are just ‘on the way’ or ‘because I should’. I’ll do as much as I possibly can without crossing the line of more than friends.

In any case, I’m really glad that I met you.


The most important meal of the day


On a lighter note, I really feel that a good breakfast really makes your day.

And there’s really nothing more I love than scrambled eggs and English breakfast tea in the morning, accompanied by good companionship.

I guess it’s the little things in life that I still love.

Recently I came across a quote that make me reflect.

‘Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing’ – Oscar Wilde

I can’t help but feel that’s so true. An old friend of mine fell out with another friend over money, and it wasn’t even much, really.

It’s funny how people value money over friendship nowadays.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m human too. I think money is important to achieve certain ideals in life. But money doesn’t buy you happiness, doesn’t buy you the things that truly matter.

Rather, I believe its the process of obtaining that money, the kind of effort you put in and the achievement you get – how it builds you to be a better person. And eventually when you get it, what you do with it that matters.

Because eventually, people don’t remember how much money you had in your bank account, what car you drove when eventually we’ve passed on.

But they will always remember how you impacted their lives (good or bad) and how you made them feel.