“Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen minutes left, better get it done Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen more minutes, get ready, game on! Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen minutes left, running out of time..." (Okay, just kidding. Nothing in this post is related to sixteen, except for the fact that it is my 16 th post, posted on the 16 th of January hahaha) Last weekend I was spending half a day with a friend, constantly talking to each other while baking a cake. God knows what we were talking about; the present, the future, not to forget the silly past (muahahaha *evil laugh*) While I was walking to my house, the conversation that I had with my friend really made me missed something that I feel like I wanted to cry. (Jap, this is not meant to be a sad post, so let’s skip that part) I just said I miss something. Yes I miss… I miss talking to… Him He is amazing. He definitely is. He was there when things were hard for me. He was there when I am confused with my own sel...
A good life is not all about having pleasing moments, but how we make the moments pleasurable.