Everything has its time

I’ve been walking around the company for a week now and met so many new faces I could hardly recall the names.  There is just one left to meet and see.  I am not sure actually if he knows that I am working here but the irony is that… when we're just a gate away… I find it hard to see him.  But before, I could just see him elsewhere… I couldn’t hide my excitement actually to see him again after some time… after he got married.  I already saw her wife walking in the compound, minus the husband.  I am looking around in the cafeteria or in the pathway wishing our paths will cross again (asows!).  In the entire duration that I am here… I am looking around…

This isn’t the right time, my dear…

I am just amazed at how I see myself behaving in front of him.  I cannot describe how feminine and how refined I am… *kiliti kiliti*

I know it’s love. But the case has long been closed.  Ooopsss but not yet buried.  It just stay somewhere else.

Yihee

I think I have already mentioned my favorite Bible verse.  Surely if I’ll be asked, I cannot recite it fully but I can always tell you what it really meant… Ecclesiates 3-1:8

Everything Has Its Time

To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven;
A time to be born,
And a time to die;
A time to plant,
And a time to pluck what is planted;
A time to kill,
And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
And a time to build up;
A time to weep,
And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn,
And a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones,
And a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace,
And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to gain,
And a time to lose;
A time to keep,
And a time to throw away;
A time to tear,
And a time to sew;
A time to keep silence,
And a time to speak; 
A time to love,
And a time to hate;
A time of war,
And a time of peace.

Ecclesiates 3-1:8