perfect in imperfect

5 09 2008

there exist a tinge of perfectness in this imperfect life of mine.

went to chompchomp last thurs. had this giant sugar cane which cost $3 and stingray for dinner. maybe we chose the wrong stall, it doesnt taste fantastic but it was ok. but i just love simple dates like that. no agendas and just unwind.

yeaps, like what the first sentence said, there’s still this perfectness in my imperfect life which i can be happy about.

i am loving life for now despite its tireness, the amount of things i have to do, the bad things that happen to me, the draining of my energy and the critical comments people gave.

Cause i like for a purpose higher than all these.