What a
nice day. Honestly, I didn''t do anything that special, but all in all... this day was nice! What is even nicer is being able to sit back at the end of the day and qualify it as "Nice". Today, my
diary won''t include anything exotic nor any statement including "the cool summer breeze"... simply because I wouldn''t know how cool that breeze is since the AC is on. I''m in my room, sitting at my desk on one leg, while the other stretches on my 3-in-one HP printer. I have one hand set on the keyboard on my lap, while the other rolls the mouse that is sitting on my Principles of Marketing book, since I needed to elevate it a bit for a more practical use.
My cat didn''t wake me up... He was very much asleep himself this morning, after that he got a haircut that made him
look like a poodle. When he decided to follow me and sleep behind me on the
bed, he decided to get rid of the extra dosage of Vaccine left in his body, that he just... threw up on my comfy bed. Result? No more bed covers for me. I just figured that out... Poor little Chancy. Between the neighbours'' dog, the vaccines and my
prominent madness, he''s slowly loosing it. He seems to agree silently, as he sleeps in my empty Laptop Case, so helplessly and politely.
Politely. That''s how I sat today in the designer''s salon while my sister tried
wedding gowns in the mirror room. With one magazine on my lap, I kept turning pages, not satisfied with any design. Suddenly, one bride-to-be and her in-laws entered the room, killing the previous atmosphere and installing one of noise. It was fun to observe them. The mother-in-law is the polite naive type, the one that had probably wed at an early age and dedicated her life into tilling the fields, pouding the grains and baring her husband''s children. Her eldest girl, the sister-in-law, looked my age. Her make-up and hair-do showed extensive effort used, before coming to see that promising wedding gown. Probably more than I could say for myself, me showing up in my white lin pants & red top... with a careless choice of underwear color... Thus, sister-in-law is obviously looking forward to getting married someday SOON, herself. I wasn''t sure about the previous statement, till she looked at me smiling, with curiosity dripping from her eyes. Here goes the chorus: "When is your wedding?", taking a deep breath and smiled back: "It''s my sister''s". Relieved to see me single as well, she replied back... a couple of silent seconds later: "Oh, I see. Hope you will wed soon!". Expecting me to wish her the same, she kept staring at me with those curious eyes... While I was struggling between the thought of shooting her or shooting myself, the door opened and my sister was just standing there in one of the ugliest white gowns in the boutique. However I couldn''t say anything... Just seeing her standing there, in that white thing, made it look so real! I just closed the magazine... stood up... and walked towards her with one of my stupidest smiles ever... Seeing me look at her this way, she uncomfortably smiled and asked "... Do you like the
dress?", and me with that same stupid smile "The dress is horrible... but you are beautiful". She blushed not because of the compliment, but because I was very bold in front of the lady who was trying to clinch her commission. I just walked back to my seat, where that sweet sweeeet girl was waiting.."What a nice dress!!!". Again, one smile on my end closed the deal, waiting for my sister to come back so we could leave. On our way to the door, I just looked at the girl and said: "Hope you will get married soon". Her eyes just popped out with joy as if I just granted her a million dollar prize.
So yes, my day was pretty much nice, being entertaining as it was. What probably gave it the luxury to deserve the "nice" adjective is the midnight conversations I had, and some messages I read in my inbox. It is the kind of conversations that make you smiyou think, or because you are simply... enjoying them! This is how I rate my days... it could go all wrong, yet one simple sentence from a song lyrics can make it turn around, and vice-versa. So I''m thankful... thankful for having rare people around me who appreciate the meaning of the word "Deep", who once they read this sentence would just smile and feel what I mean. To those people, I say thank you for the smile, may it be in the deepness of your comment, in the warmth of your voice, in the glitter of your eyes, in the energy of your poke... or simply... in the unexplained effect that you just cast.
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