Wednesday, 4 February 2009 @ 3.53pm
I want to be a writer again
I aspire to work and be known again as an editor or a writer.
I want to live in Setiawangsa
I spend so many nights driving Afa or Suri home. I love the area. I love the community.
I want to find a way to get an apartment or a house in Setiawangsa before I turn 26
And believe me, I ALWAYS get what I want.
I want my long hair to grow back
I miss my hair going down my back, and being able to have a different hairstyle whenever I felt like it.
I want Eddie to start believing that he is good enough for me.
You are Sayang.
I want to be able to find a job that I look forward to again.
I admit it. I miss Trix.
I want to have children.
Two boys and a girl. Or anything that I will hopefully one day be blessed with :)
I want to learn how to bake bread.
Without it falling flat, or burning, or being hard as rock…you get the picture.
I want to learn how to be more patient.
Friends say I’m patient. So do my boss and colleagues (especially those at Get Crafty). But I snap too easily at those who are closest to me, especially my family.
I want to always have that intense eye contact I have with Eddie.
It’s a bond that is shared between just us.
I want to be a good Muslim.
And I want my children to learn, love and respect their religion too.
I want to be a good mother.
And I think that I will be.
I want to be the one that people go to when they need help.
I hope that those few (and you know who you are) will depend on me just as I depend on them too.
I want to always smile and laugh, be loud and outspoken, confident and independent.
And I think I will be.