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Monday, May 04, 2009
strange times... ...
I can't remember when was the last time that all members of the family went out just because we wanted to go out and not due to some special event such as chinese new year or celebration.
IT just feel so different...

And the irony is that we spend the entire afternoon together achieving nothing upon our first time visit to sembawang centre.
My brother didn't get his hair cut.
We didnt manage to book our cruise due to unavailbility of cheaper tickets
We didnt bought our new handphones.
Perhaps the only thing done was to retrive sister's clothes which she accidentally left at angmokio's gym yesterday. Hurray!

Been playing with brother for the past two days. Even though its computer games, it has been years since we really do things together. So long that i can't remember exactly what we done other then playing cooperative computer games which we can spend hrs trying to figure the best combination and increase the difficultly everytime we managed to complete it. He also helped me to fix the pull up bar on my door as well.

Helped mother to plant her plants. It has been months since i last touched her plants, and i dont really have the interest doing so. I seriously feel that it is not what we are interested in that is driving us, but who we are doing the things we are interested with. It just seems to me that mother once have a dream, a dream to have a garden which she can cultivate many many plants with people she loves. She has always been looking forward for people to plant with her and to accompany her to exercise, who doesnt? Just that she has always been so understanding not to bother us with her personal stuff and have such request to the minimal. But after time, we took it forgranted and didn't really treat it as an obligation to help anymore. I guess she knew it all along and now wanted SOmEoNe who is kind and understanding enough to be there for her.

Well, im glad i have the time to stay at home this weekend, such a rare occasion of a family day...


Catching the falling leaves ...[12:36 AM]
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