It's good to be back in school. The pace seems to be much more slower than before. You wouldn't know how stupid you are until you step out to the working society. 2 months of interns = 2 years of studies in SP and i kinda miss the molecule life at Atomzi!.
I'm becoming healthier each and everyday.
"Can order choc-chip ice-cream cake from your mom?"
"I'm very proud to have a student like u. I'm sure ur mom is more proud to have a son like you."
It's the beginning and ending of the whole sms from my former teacher. I'm still pretty fortunate after all, hearing about the love one he lost 16 months ago. I was in a pretty confusion state as in how i should reply the first sms to him and it makes me down for a little in the early morning when meeting my friends.
"It's Mom's Birthday"
The story goes...
One day can bend your life, and that day seemed to bend mine inexorably downward. My mum had been all over me as a kid - advice, criticism, the whole smothering mothering thing. She marked her last victory over her pain on that particular day.
She support certain illusions about her own children, we are always the best kids in the world. I liked who i was, because she did. When she passed away, so did that idea.
I have forgotten so many things in my life, yet i can remember every moment of that time with her, the people we saw, the things we discussed. When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone.
Unappreciative people tend to mix up their priorities. Too busy. Too tired. Don't feel like dealing with it. Church? No thanks. Dinner? Sorry. Gathering? Can't do it, maybe next week.
You count the hours you could have spent with your mother. It's a lifetime in itself. There's a story behind everything. But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin.
Nothing is more important than being filial. If you ever started regretting about the hours you could spent with her more, its too late. She's taking her last breaths.
It's your birthday mum. I love you. Happy Birthday. 120462 
Get a Free BJ tomorrow. =)
I shall define my khakis and I as "old". No more playground to play, no tuition class for weekends to spend, no toys to make ourselves happy, no kiddy role play, no teletubbies, no barney, no high-5 and no go go power ranger. Not a mummy's boy or a daddy's girl.
In fact, now, we want to go pubbling, overseas, movies, kbox, sumptuous dinner, branded clothes from top to bottom, latest gadget on hand, cool hangout place, high class buffet and many more. It sounds so amazing going be adult-to-be.
How upset for us to realise that we didn't have any penny in our pocket. It's the problem that every teenager is facing, no should be oldies. It was till then life becomes boring cos we've got no place to go but under the shade of trees. Money. I want my youth back. I can get free balloons, happy meals from parent, free candy during frequent visit to my family doctor, free meals included everyday and that's how i spent my weekend off easily without any money spent.
