TEARDROPS!

Does this song "Teardrops of my guitar" sounds familiar to you?

Yeah, but this is different..

A tear-shaped object is flowing through my inner self that my heart ached when I talked to him.

To be specific, it is when I raised my voice at him and her that I felt this pain running through my veins, then back to my heart.

Sorry mom and dad if I ever raised my voice at the both of you..But at the same time, it is not fair to know that my sister was blamed over MY own mistake persuading her to join me for badminton today although I know she has to head back to her college.Again, I apologize to you sis.."Frankly, I enjoyed hanging out with you today because we played badminton together, sat bus and lrt together, shared stories together.." So we actually had bonding sessions indirectly huh? :D


Anyway, I still think my dad's going through andropause because I am going through hard times trying to converse with him (with sense). So yeah, I have to train myself to be more patient now or we'll end up arguing all day long..He's my father after all.. The guy who's much much muchhhhhh elder than me..lols..

Come to talk about sitting bus together this evening (with my 2nd sis of course), I actually slept on her shoulder today..And surprisingly, she didn't mind me sleeping on her..Usually, she would have just pushed my head away.. Anyway, that's not the main point, what I am trying to say here is, JACK NG, you better be thankful..!!! I was crushed like a sardin as the bus was very very packed, filled with foreigners. Gosh! I would just faint on the spot. But there was this scenario in the bus that touched my heart most..This Indian girl was kind enough to help this Malay aunty to take good care of her daughter which is approximately 3-4 years old. So, that little girl sat actually sat beside this Indian girl (16-18 years old perhaps). And finally, dozed off. This Indian girl was kind enough to hug this little girl in her arms to make her feel more comfortable sleeping..WOW? Muhibbah in bus..On the other hand, there were also people scolding and shouting at each other because honestly, who wouldn't feel frustrated in such crampy place? I swear not to sit bus after working hours anymore....*cries* Had fun with Lawrence, SuQi, LiAnn, FookLee, Jack, ChienLung, Fion, Eric and my sis though! :D

Whatever it is, I suddenly felt like quoting what my DaiKaChe had told me yesterday..Something about gossips..And I find it somewhat true...

"There will be no gossips without people in the society"

In short, it has always been people who created gossips around us..No people, No gossips!
But why gossip? Is complaining consider a gossip? Yes, No? If no, why not?? When we complain about someone, it is like talking bad about a person indirectly isn't it? According to the online dictionary, gossip defines as an idle talk or rumor about the personal or private affairs of others. Maybe I should learn how to complain less..! =P

And hey, I realized something lately..The world has changed! I do mean, CHANGE! Even animals can communicate with each other well..Just like the cat and rat, cat and dog..! They don't fight with each other anymore..Instead, they are all so "friend friend" already..You don't see cat chasing after rat anymore..You don't see dog barking at cat anymore..Even animals are well educated now! lols...And I guess hamsters are much luckier compared to rats when they actually look alike! hmmm....

I can't believe I am being so random! Hahahaha...


Well, let's talk about my weekends then..
Basically, my weekends were all spent in Subang Parade..Out of boredom, we did lotsa shyts..haha..One of it is Daytona-ing all day long..Now, I am addicted to it..And surprisingly, I already master MANUAL! Muahahahaha..! Thanks to my daikache who taught me how to use them..! This Christmas Bazaar organized by PJI gave me mixture of memories..! Just like how you pour in your milk into your milo or coffee, then stir them with your spoon..From the darker brown solution, they turned into a lighter colour..That is exactly how I feel about this bazaar..Mix me with memories you will get a new solution - the new me!


TIME FOR REMINISCENCE

The presents bought by someone kind!

GROUP PICTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!