I realized that my pimples like to be on photos. Whenever I'm attending a function which will have the probability of taking photos, it will appear for sure along with the whole family, putting up at different locations all over my face. sigh.
My company (ProSep) had organized a Buka Puasa buffet dinner at Kuala Lumpur Golf & Country Club (KLGCC) yesterday night to honor this Ramadhan season. I was fortunate to be invited as well despite just being here for only one week. The food was scrumptious and I had taken this opportunity to bond with my colleagues.
In the LRT, I stood, looking out towards the park near Taman jaya LRT station, and I thought to myself, is it too early to even think of retiring by now? Back then, it was. But now, it ain't anymore.
I long for the day where I could wake up in the morning and go to the park nearby my future living place and do "tai qi" or "qi gong" with other rich farkers (assuming I'm also rich by then, so that I could live in the rich people area). Then, later on, drive to the morning market, hands in hands with my other half, and buy breakfast, then we go home to spend the day telling how much we love each other and that we had made it till thus far.
I should wake up now and come back to reality.
Work hard, I must. Thus, through my dreams, I will prevail.