Sigh... My heart is cracked with a fissure right in the middle. Half of it is pining for what will be missed in a couple more weeks. Its true that you will appreciate something better when you're about to lose it. After seventeen years in TTDI and I'm leaving... Life has been sweet; the countless birthday parties, kindie all the way to high school and lepaking all around although there are some hiccups along the way like the time where there were ferocious rottweilers, the occasional electricity and water shortage.Yet the other half screams with delight of what is to come. A bigger house, my own room, and a walk-in-wardrobe.
Aaaarggghhh!!! I'm torn...
Dear Mummy,
Its funny how one night the whole family was laughing over ais kacang and cendol at Sri Melaka. Then the next morning I received an sms from you saying you had an accident. For a few seconds, my heart really stopped beating. You can be very funny sometimes but that was not a situation in which you should be funny. Next time, give your darling daughter a call if you don't want her to die of a heart attack.
I'm really sorry we didn't have the photo shoot. I still thought you should have gone ahead with the makeover even though the so-called-stylo-milo-estee-lauder guy said we couldn't both be in one picture. Its at times like this, I realise how much you love me. I was all ready to burn an enormous hole in my pocket with the makeover and in the end I still did with that dinner at Sri Melaka but when I think of all the holes you have burnt for me, I know nothing can ever repay you back. Its like comparing a black hole to the pothole in front of our house.
Thank you for everything. I think 'everything' is a good word because listing down all you have done for me will take the rest of my life.
I love you!
s u e t m a y
Its funny how one night the whole family was laughing over ais kacang and cendol at Sri Melaka. Then the next morning I received an sms from you saying you had an accident. For a few seconds, my heart really stopped beating. You can be very funny sometimes but that was not a situation in which you should be funny. Next time, give your darling daughter a call if you don't want her to die of a heart attack.
I'm really sorry we didn't have the photo shoot. I still thought you should have gone ahead with the makeover even though the so-called-stylo-milo-estee-lauder guy said we couldn't both be in one picture. Its at times like this, I realise how much you love me. I was all ready to burn an enormous hole in my pocket with the makeover and in the end I still did with that dinner at Sri Melaka but when I think of all the holes you have burnt for me, I know nothing can ever repay you back. Its like comparing a black hole to the pothole in front of our house.
Thank you for everything. I think 'everything' is a good word because listing down all you have done for me will take the rest of my life.
I love you!
s u e t m a y
I feel like I have been flying through the past month and this are summaries of my various stopovers.
Genting Highlands
Had the time of my life on those rides I've missed so much. Everything has changed! The rides are bolder, bigger, better and so are the prices. Here are the rides I sat according to ranking;
1. Solero Shots - 10 seconds of the first drop is a sheer adrenaline rush
2. Corkscrew - sigh if only the ride's longer with more loops
3. Superman - this actually deserves to be 2nd if not for that stinking cage
4. Cyclone - classic, my first ride which brought all the memories back
5. Flying swing thingy - it won't be fun if i wasn't part of a bunch of hooligans
6. Teacups - good remedy if you hate your breakfast
7. Flying Jumbo - zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Kuala Kubu Baru
My last trip there was filled with games, laughter, late nights, good friends and good food. On the 2nd day, we went waddling in a waterfall. By waddling I mean, trying not to get washed away by strong currents and screaming after the guys who always seem to get themselves into stupid, smart-ass antics.
Now to serious business, how in the world can a mother of 9 children suffering from diabetic complications be alone in the ward, unsure if any of her children will be picking her up. They do not even have the heart to visit her during chinese new year. A baby was abandoned with pneumonia and a deformed hand. Watching him cry and struggle feebly was painful if not for the presence of 2 social workers caring for him. There is hope after all, we just have to look.
X-CAVATE
Struggling with the after-effects of too little sleep from KKB, I dove head on into my CF's annual camp at MBS Rawang. I was truly touched by the message, the sharing and the interaction we had over the 3 days. Everything was simple but powerful, quiet but impactful. All glory to God who loves us, through whom our true identity shines from and to whom, our praises are meant to glorify forever, AMEN!
Genting Highlands
Had the time of my life on those rides I've missed so much. Everything has changed! The rides are bolder, bigger, better and so are the prices. Here are the rides I sat according to ranking;
1. Solero Shots - 10 seconds of the first drop is a sheer adrenaline rush
2. Corkscrew - sigh if only the ride's longer with more loops
3. Superman - this actually deserves to be 2nd if not for that stinking cage
4. Cyclone - classic, my first ride which brought all the memories back
5. Flying swing thingy - it won't be fun if i wasn't part of a bunch of hooligans
6. Teacups - good remedy if you hate your breakfast
7. Flying Jumbo - zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Kuala Kubu Baru
My last trip there was filled with games, laughter, late nights, good friends and good food. On the 2nd day, we went waddling in a waterfall. By waddling I mean, trying not to get washed away by strong currents and screaming after the guys who always seem to get themselves into stupid, smart-ass antics.
Now to serious business, how in the world can a mother of 9 children suffering from diabetic complications be alone in the ward, unsure if any of her children will be picking her up. They do not even have the heart to visit her during chinese new year. A baby was abandoned with pneumonia and a deformed hand. Watching him cry and struggle feebly was painful if not for the presence of 2 social workers caring for him. There is hope after all, we just have to look.
X-CAVATE
Struggling with the after-effects of too little sleep from KKB, I dove head on into my CF's annual camp at MBS Rawang. I was truly touched by the message, the sharing and the interaction we had over the 3 days. Everything was simple but powerful, quiet but impactful. All glory to God who loves us, through whom our true identity shines from and to whom, our praises are meant to glorify forever, AMEN!
KKB was FUN FUN FUN!
Will post more about it when I come back from CF camp!
Let's EXCAVATE!
Will post more about it when I come back from CF camp!
Let's EXCAVATE!
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