How is everyone feeling today?
The 4th day of the week.
I know for most people, Sunday is their day one, but for me, Monday is the first day of the week. That's why Monday blues are so horrible. Start the week with waking up early for work. Heh. Okaylah, no more complaining about that anymore.
I have no idea why but as I was doing my work, I kept thinking about clothes. Yeah, clothes as in t-shirts and dresses.
I suddenly remembered of few t-shirts that I used to have for the longest time ever and how it's now all gone. All gone unvoluntarily.
Too bad I have no photos of them.
One of the t-shirts that I loved most and obviously most remembered is the orange top that's a bit oversized after all these years of washing and drying. It's orange faded a bit, and there's a medium-sized Winnie the Pooh's cartoon in front. When it started to fade a bit, it became my top favorite pajamas. Last time, I would wear them for one week straight to sleep. Haha.
Not only it was faded, it was also very torn at the shoulder area and then the "hole" grew bigger and bigger till my whole right (if I'm not mistaken) shoulder was bare. So sexy tau.
Despite the condition, I still wear it to sleep everytime it's freshly washed, till I noticed it missing months ago. Wait, I think almost a year ago d. Hmm I can't really remember.
Anyways, I went around the house (about a year ago I think) and asked everyone if they saw this orange top of mine. My family all knew exactly what I was talking about because they always see me in it close to bed time.
I remembered clearly that everyone said no. Even Mrs Khoo. So, I just let it go. I was actually sad for few days.
The next thing I know, when I went into the kitchen few days after, I saw this orange cloth that was on the floor, that was obviously used for many days already (by the look of it) and it definitly looked like it was purposely being used at "floor mat".
I picked it up and LO AND BEHOLD, it was MY WINNIE THE POOH'S TOP! I straight gong ki. Like literally lost for words. Emotions also all mixed up. A lot of confusion though.
Everyone laughed when they saw my reaction to it and I wanted to get it washed but mom said it was too late because it was actually very torn by now. SUCH A SAD DAY OKAY!
They all just laughed it off and I was like, so so sad.
Okaylah, at least my sadness didn't take like few days. Not even hours. I think it was probably that 30 minutes after I found it being "tortured"! Hahaha.
I think my mom felt bad because she assumed that I didn't want it anymore since so torn apart d and after that she just threw it away (or at least I think she threw it away la). I'll probably still feel sad everytime I see it on the kitchen floor. Mommy is so caring :))
So, now I no longer have any favorite t-shirt that I can wear to sleep. Waitt.. actually I've got one. His grey (definitely oversized) t-shirt that I now always wear to bed. Haha.
So yeah, that's my take on my favorite top that's rested in peace already.