I realise Dan& me has this habit. Good habit. We create all sorts of nonsencical words& starts naming each other with them. But i make better ones haha. We also has this routine where i'll summarize the novels i read& tell it with him. Then wowing at the layered description all together written. Lastly he dares me to play worms with him in his psp. In the end i won hee...
I feel girders in my tighs. The reason: two hrs of calorie burning with Dan ytd. I'll be fattened with dread if you ask me walk a few feet. Anyways Mommy signed me for a membership in a country club which i have no idea where. But yay. I'll be looking forward to luxury. Recently, she's becoming more generous. Cooking twice in a week& borrowing me her jacket, not to mention paying for my once in a lifetime necessities. Also she's becoming more old fashioned. Me: "mommy! why u buy such old hokkien songs?" Mommy: "Ey it's nice! you don't know a thing." (next min she plays it loud and sitting wide eye at opera faces on stage)
Chinese. This language reminds me of my past, where i'll speak chinese every-day. Can you imagine? Me talking that& i hate it. Me. Saying my feelings in that. It gets my tongue roll in difficult directions. This chinese song played in the middle of my book reading& reminded me of before. How guilty i was to abruptly stop contacting them. If you know me you'll understand. So in the end i spoke to the brother. Am adrift from their grip. Not like before& i'm glad.
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