aya and i had this super long breakfast today. :)

we decided to do a paradox of a traditional breakfast: having traditional tun bread with tuna and a cup of nescafe each, instead of our traditional muesli breakfast.

we talked about our days here, the packing of our luggage, the trips we are going for, the money we have spent, the pre SEP days, our famillies, in particular our fathers.

father goh: i miss him!

was just thinking about how he manage to squeeze out money for me to come here to have a time of my life. the sacrifices, the work and the love.

if there's anything i want to do for him when i start working, its to get his membership back so that he can play golf all day. :)

of course, with me.

20 days? i'll be home in 20 days. i'm gonna give father and mother a great big hug.

i miss my family.

:)

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she closed her eyes and think.

its become a routine to do this everytime she starts to think of home: the scoldings, the tears and the screaming- but none can hide the love you feel amidst all those.

ironic, yes. but its just there; its the bottomline.

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i miss corn and bo ho! and baby mess!