I am back and have not touched computer for long time. Forgot how to type liao. Sei lor. Tired. My ear is blocked....so's my nose. I cough like a horse. Drink, party, walk too much. Very happy to see low rise buildings again. Mati terpelanting looking at my luggage.
MISS MY KIDS LIKE BLOODY HELL.
Pokai liao. Write tomorrow.
Zzzzzzzzzzz.....................
When asked what’s my one single favorite thing to do in the world, I would usually name a whole list of things that I love to do when my work is not screaming at me. Something that takes my mind COMPLETELY off of everyday tasks and relaxes me. Take a guess what it is…. If you say ‘ reading ’, yes, I love reading (especially soppy love stories with lots of sex scenes, please. Hee hee hee ….) and I also love mystery novels but it’s not the first on the list. If you say ‘ playing the piano ’; yes, I love playing the piano. Creating forms a huge part of my life and whenever I play the piano (as inept at it as I am), there’s this tiny little girl inside of me jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands. It’s my childhood dream to be able to play the piano! And thumping on the keys gives me a sense of satisfaction when I hear the music. If you say ‘ writing ’; You’ve got to be kidding me! You mean I don’t write enough as it is? Case closed. If you say ‘ playing with my kids ’; Yea...
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Hou em hou wan jek? :D