Dear Readers,
Haiz. Yet another unproductive day again. I have wasted 3 days in the row without concentrating on my studies. I better catch up.
Have my computer reformatted. Lost many of my documents, the most saddening is my emoticons. Hais. Nevermind, I will just collect those all over again. Wonder if I ever get back my smiley face. Hahas.
I do have a topic which I wanted to speak on, but yet, everytime I start writing, will just forget what I wanted to say.
I guess, its already 1am in the morning, and I am very sleepy and tired from this long and tiring day. Its father's day. Hahas. Have to wake up very early tomorrow. Will be meeting up with my grandparents, aunty and uncles for breakfast in chinatown. Want to know something, I love my grandparents more than anything else in the world! Hehes. This bring me back when I was very young. Speaking of which, I just remembered looking back at photos when I was a little girl. Hahas. How so many things have changed. Will someday post up my pictures when I was small. Anyways, back to the story.
When I was young, my parents have to work, that is because they want to give us a better life. I was placed in my grandparents home to live. Imagine me, growing up my childhood days with them, how can I not love them so much. Of course, I do love my parents also. They gave me what I wanted. They taught me whats right, and whats wrong. My grandparents will always bring me out, and my parents will work hard in order to bring me to see the world. I was very much luckier than my sister as I saw much more of the world than the have seen before. I started school when I was 3. Hahas. Surprising? I went to pre-nursery classes. When I was 4,I have to go back home and stay, as that time, I already have my sister. However,I never fail to cry to my parents to bring me back to my grandparents home, and every sunday was a must to visit them, oh well, unless if they bring me to mcdonalds! Hahas.
By the way, the grandparents which I speak of is of my mum side. My grandparents from my dad side, doesnt live in Singapore. Maybe that explains the difference of attachment I have between them.
Hahas, speaking up to here, I realised a topic have been started already! Oh well, I sure continue my childhood story some other time. Those memories seems to relive in my mind again. Haha. Such happy times, oh well, I am a happy girl now too! :) It only depends on whether you want yourself to be happy or not.
In today's society, theres no time for anything, sometimes, we should just learn how to slower down our pace, stop and take a look of things happening around us, learn and understand how this world can be so beautiful. This world, my life, your life, is beautiful. The only question lies in, have you ever stop to look, understand and feel.
SMILES :))
Haiz. Yet another unproductive day again. I have wasted 3 days in the row without concentrating on my studies. I better catch up.
Have my computer reformatted. Lost many of my documents, the most saddening is my emoticons. Hais. Nevermind, I will just collect those all over again. Wonder if I ever get back my smiley face. Hahas.
I do have a topic which I wanted to speak on, but yet, everytime I start writing, will just forget what I wanted to say.
I guess, its already 1am in the morning, and I am very sleepy and tired from this long and tiring day. Its father's day. Hahas. Have to wake up very early tomorrow. Will be meeting up with my grandparents, aunty and uncles for breakfast in chinatown. Want to know something, I love my grandparents more than anything else in the world! Hehes. This bring me back when I was very young. Speaking of which, I just remembered looking back at photos when I was a little girl. Hahas. How so many things have changed. Will someday post up my pictures when I was small. Anyways, back to the story.
When I was young, my parents have to work, that is because they want to give us a better life. I was placed in my grandparents home to live. Imagine me, growing up my childhood days with them, how can I not love them so much. Of course, I do love my parents also. They gave me what I wanted. They taught me whats right, and whats wrong. My grandparents will always bring me out, and my parents will work hard in order to bring me to see the world. I was very much luckier than my sister as I saw much more of the world than the have seen before. I started school when I was 3. Hahas. Surprising? I went to pre-nursery classes. When I was 4,I have to go back home and stay, as that time, I already have my sister. However,I never fail to cry to my parents to bring me back to my grandparents home, and every sunday was a must to visit them, oh well, unless if they bring me to mcdonalds! Hahas.
By the way, the grandparents which I speak of is of my mum side. My grandparents from my dad side, doesnt live in Singapore. Maybe that explains the difference of attachment I have between them.
Hahas, speaking up to here, I realised a topic have been started already! Oh well, I sure continue my childhood story some other time. Those memories seems to relive in my mind again. Haha. Such happy times, oh well, I am a happy girl now too! :) It only depends on whether you want yourself to be happy or not.
In today's society, theres no time for anything, sometimes, we should just learn how to slower down our pace, stop and take a look of things happening around us, learn and understand how this world can be so beautiful. This world, my life, your life, is beautiful. The only question lies in, have you ever stop to look, understand and feel.
SMILES :))
