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Monday, February 4, 2008

strangely, my mom's getting hooked to chinese serials.
it'd be fine with me had not for the fact that she scolds me when i do the same.
she thinks i should be enjoying malay serials,
but i don't, cause the plot always seem to beat about the bush.
my mom's amazing srsly.
she's out in the living room, laughing like an angel,
and i'm stuck in my room, left to blog and to complete my assignments.
speaking of chinese serials, i honestly can't remember when i last watched tv.

during dinner, my mom and i were reminiscing about my secondary school days.
she recalled how she was worried whenever i looked like a thundercloud after school.
sadly, that kind of happened almost everyday. (:
she told me that she's worried what's going to happen as i move to higher levels of education.
well, there's not much difference really.
it's still the same amount of stress.
for me, i was reminiscing more of the memories i had back then.
puberty, first relationship, worries over sitting for the national examinations.
i was a naive boy, unsure of what he wanted in life.
now, suddenly, i'm seventeen, and i'm now goaded into making critical choices.
choices that have to be made soon, if not now.

time changes everything, even yourself, i conclude.

on a more random note, i really miss wenson's presence, and his jokes, etc.
looking at the card he gave me last year augments my sadness.
but well, he's happy, and that's nice to know.
yiyao says that he's in thailand and he's going to australia after that.
lucky him.

&&& my mom found this album of myself as a baby!
and OHMYGOD, I HAD ULTRA CURLY HAIR.
OH MY, I HAD NO IDEA.
my mom thinks i totally look like my sister as a baby, which is pretty absurd cause my sister's so pretty!
yeayea, inferiority complex. whatever.

my cough is a total bitch, srsly.
i'm coughing like a locomotor accelerating.
i thought that it was getting better.
now, seems like i'm wrong.
the severity of the graph is going up and down like some bloody sinusoidal graph!
ANNOYANCE.

taught my sister some kindergarten stuff.
it's amazing how fast she picks stuff up!
she's pretty and smart, ohmy, she's so blessed! (:
i don't know why my dad says she can't write; she wrote pretty well in my presence.
shall continue with maths tomorrow!

well, i'm off to do bloody gp.
tata! (: