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DOODLED at 7:41 PMi broke a mirror this morning.
PRIANG.
the sound was damn drama mama. spooky.
so right now, i'm supposed to be freaking out since i am to have 7 solid years of bad luck.
strangely but surely; i met someone i'd liked to see this morning at dover, i retrieved back ALL my files when i went to self support centre to fix my laptop, i met a friendly old grandmother on 962 who felt like an old friend.
i'm counting my blessings. one by one.
and i'm counting on the thief to please send my wallet back to me. i'm waiting patiently. =)
talking to that friendly old grandma was like therapy for my heart. when we were queueing, she asked me if 962 goes to ave 5, i didnt know so i was very apologetic. she smiles and says nevermind.
then on the bus i... just smiled at her. and so she sat next to me. she wasnt sure where to alight, so she described to me the stop, and i told her its the stop after mine.
then she just OPENED UP. she began telling me her life story. i would have laughed, but she was so cute and nice and friendly. so i just chatted with her. about her children. about her grandchildren. about where she lived.
she totally had no barriers to the world around her. no defense. no facade. just a simple smile and her heart to show.
when i was alighting, i said bye and all, and told her to be careful. and the grandma looked in my eyes and said...
"thank you, you've been so nice to talk to!"
...with the most genuine smile i've ever seen, plastered on her wrinkled face.
and my heart just melted. amazing.
so after that, i walked with a bounce to my steps, and a little grin hooked at the corners of my mouth. i even smiled at the grumpy neighbours who scowled!
that's when i decided, those sulky neighbours should all break a mirror. that should change their luck a bit, like it did to mine. =)
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DOODLED at 7:41 PMi broke a mirror this morning.
PRIANG.
the sound was damn drama mama. spooky.
so right now, i'm supposed to be freaking out since i am to have 7 solid years of bad luck.
strangely but surely; i met someone i'd liked to see this morning at dover, i retrieved back ALL my files when i went to self support centre to fix my laptop, i met a friendly old grandmother on 962 who felt like an old friend.
i'm counting my blessings. one by one.
and i'm counting on the thief to please send my wallet back to me. i'm waiting patiently. =)
talking to that friendly old grandma was like therapy for my heart. when we were queueing, she asked me if 962 goes to ave 5, i didnt know so i was very apologetic. she smiles and says nevermind.
then on the bus i... just smiled at her. and so she sat next to me. she wasnt sure where to alight, so she described to me the stop, and i told her its the stop after mine.
then she just OPENED UP. she began telling me her life story. i would have laughed, but she was so cute and nice and friendly. so i just chatted with her. about her children. about her grandchildren. about where she lived.
she totally had no barriers to the world around her. no defense. no facade. just a simple smile and her heart to show.
when i was alighting, i said bye and all, and told her to be careful. and the grandma looked in my eyes and said...
"thank you, you've been so nice to talk to!"
...with the most genuine smile i've ever seen, plastered on her wrinkled face.
and my heart just melted. amazing.
so after that, i walked with a bounce to my steps, and a little grin hooked at the corners of my mouth. i even smiled at the grumpy neighbours who scowled!
that's when i decided, those sulky neighbours should all break a mirror. that should change their luck a bit, like it did to mine. =)