Recently i lost my job in a twisted kind of manner. Growing up from past experience, i decided that this is and will be a "beautiful goodbye".


Knowing midway that this is not what i wanted in life, i carried on with life, struggling to find the answers i needed. Now with the hiatus, i decided to use it as a temporary getaway to think about what i truly want in my life; career and love wise, for i finally see that i've let myself been lost way too long.


"What are my dreams?" I asked myself once too often. I have no dreams, and i remember a time when i used to "rob" my sister of her dreams, making her dreams mine too. When we were younger she wanted to be a gemologist, and that was wat i wanted too. Then there was another when she wanted to be an air stewardess.

When i was younger, i dreamt of being a veterinarian, only to realise that it was beyond me as my studies, especially the sciences, were never fantastic and the idea of needles and blood freaks me.

Vaguely i rmb telling my friends when i was older how i wanted to be a sex therapist, i still want to be one now, just that i have no idea how. Then one day, I will open my very own themed hotel.

For now, i guess i will continue to hunt for something i can make a living out of or if possible, fulfill my other long time dream of working in a bridal shop.

♥ 4:59 PM