Love every drop of Life!
That’s what I learnt from my birthday letter from Nette. I am a pig for only reading it now. The cake design postcard was lying on my table for the longest time. Cute lil thing!
Instead of counting birthdays,
I count blessings every day!
So I shall start right here. I count my blessing for the beautiful morning (: The sun was burning hot but nevermind, I am glad that photosynthesis is able to take place.
I count my blessings for a sharp knife to eat my butter
croissant with! (Sc and I were at Leyrol’s toy cafe; it is be-ooo-ti-fu!) Most people would get blunt ones from most places on most days.
I count my blessings for Joel being unable to get movie tickets today! Otherwise we would likely fall asleep during the show, no matter how exciting it is.
Most importantly, I am thankful that I didn’t buy shoes from new look, else I would be regretting them by now.
I grudgingly feel blessed that sephora ran out of the naked palette by urban decay. YAH.
Practice makes perfect, so I count my blessings that I will surely get better in time at counting them!