my life on the weekend; mostly i was at home babysitting my nephew. i liked to bring him out for a walk in the morning. the air was refreshing and it was still quiet. i brought him back home again when he fell alseep 0n my shoulder. this way, he wouldn't whine, nor make a fuss when he was about to sleep. this boy likes fresh air, a leisurely walk and looking around. when he slept, i either read or walk around taking some photos. i also brought home some translation works to do when i had spare time but they still remained in the car since friday night until sunday afternoon when i left home for songkhla. i barely touched it. py was away so i walked around alone to snap photos and had sometime for a cat nap too.
saturday morning, while phun was sleeping, i went out exercising with my sister. she biked while i ran. we did it 8k on the hilly road. it was tougher and took longer time than running on the treadmill. my legs got stiff and tired on the next day. so the next morning, i dared not running that far again, instead we played badminton.
it poured so hard on saturday night which made my sleep tighter and more comfy. i left the windows open, so i could feel the coldness from the rain and the fresh air seeping through the mosquito screen. i left home for songkhla at lunch time to visit my ex. he had an eye operation and was suffering from the pain. since the breakup, we talked and tried to make peace and finally become good friends. we've known one another too much and too long to let our friendship slip by. he wanted to get back and said he was so sorry for what he had done to me. i told him it was not that i wanted a new boyfriend after breaking up with him, but i want to enjoy being single and be just a friend to him. i don't want to rush on a relationship and want to spend more time with my family and girlfriends... no more boy for now.. he keeps calling me more often but knows the limit. the visit was good. we talked about things that we hadn't talked after the breakup which made us understand each other more. i bought him some food to stock in his room, as his eye was still painful and he was not so keen on riding out to buy food. the cloudy days between us has finally gone and it is pretty nice that we finally become good friends. the pleasant thing is that i managed to forgive and forget the hurtful part and move on...
before the visit when he called, sometimes i caught myself not wanting to talk to him and he asked why. i told him i was still angry when thinking of what he had done to me, but i was trying and learning to let it go.. as quickly as possible.. i'd never gone through a breakup before, so this was quite new and hard.. but i am glad i managed to work through it. i can say that my perspective in life has changed since then.. i've learned that my heart is stronger than i thought..
this week is starting to be a busy week again; with the translation works i got from last week and the day-to-day works. i need to get all the works done before i leave for a friend's wedding in suratthani on this thursday morning. mod and i will drive there and leave home at 5 am to be there in time for the morning ceremony. the bride is a friend from uni and knowing that i go to her wedding too, she asked me to be her photographer. i am so thrilled and glad for the chance. i will do it for free but it's a big chance for me to practice my photography.. after the wedding, on the next morning, my girlfriends and i will hit the road to samui island. we will be an islander for 2 nights. a bottle of red wine was bought and hopefully i don't forget to bring it.. i really can't wait!
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what a darling little guy!
Ok, first... cute baby... come to the states i will hook you up and you can have your own baby. second... i wished i could be with you on your trip that sounds like fun... we should do that some day... remember... still want to do the back pacaking through europe.
miss you!
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