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Sunday, October 01, 2006 @ 9:45 PM
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some exciting news. for me that is.
CYAs are invited to the thank-you dinner hosted by our PM Lee @Vivocity on 17 Oct 2006 !
*whoops in air*
hehe.
we are going to be one of the fews to step into Vivocity, the hub of cinema theatres in Singapore.
kinda excited that is. =D
details are not out yet.
not sure papaya they all are invited or not.
hope so. *cross fingers*

school has started one week.
time seems to crawl.
and with that freaking 5h break alternate on each fridays
and ending freaking late on fridays due to some reasons
i totally hate it.
grr. super super idiotic. and i guess fat will screw me aft she sees this. lol.
back to school.
i totally miss mr nee and mr amos goh. shucks.
tis sem is more heavy than last sem.
what's up with the a and b semester ?
it should had been the other way round
looking at the notes of each module
screw chemistry~~

enough rantings.
its october
the month of eating bdae cakes.
haha..
one week one cake.
= 4 cakes
guess we are going to squeeze into one cake
if not its going to be too sinful. lol ..
my bdae coming le hor.
3 more weeks.
pple start saving money le ok ?
haha..
sad man
its going to fall on a week day
how irritating it can be !
my sweet eighteen !
bah. nvm. i shall fully utilise the weekends. hiaks!

next.. i shall tell a story..
a long time ago.. a young lady met dis guy..
they fell in love..
and got married..
they got a house of their own..
the family was growing too..
the youngest of 3 was barely in his teens..
the husband had an addiction ..
to alcohol that is ..
due to socialising..
be it for business..
or personal friends..
and smoked heavily too ..
she tried persuading him ..
family tried to advice him ..
he ignored..
he was a family person..
bringing little gifts whenever he can to his little nieces
but continued to indulge in alcohol and ciggarettes
and one fine day
he felt searing pain at his bottom left back
struck by fear
he finally went to the doctor's
who diagnosed him
as terminally ill
with his liver hardened up to 80%
he was finally afraid
and wanted to do anyting to make up for what he did
cut down on cigarrettes
stopped drinking
but finally
he was awarded in the hospital..
with his organs failing..
he died a painful death..
with blood streaming out his eyes, nose, ears and mouth..
she could only kept a silent vigil
and pray hard that she would be able to go through all these
bringing up the kids

and now
all 3 kids had grown up ..
graduated from university..
married..
and got their own children..
its the time for her to sit back and relax..
but life just had to kick her hard..
she was diagnosed with breast cancer..
and her children was resenting each other..
why do B has to keep accompanying his mum?
why cant A do it ?
so what if C lives too faR?
he should do his duty as a son too !
and she asked a family member..
whether she should get treatment or not ..
as it involves long term commitment..
shuttling between home and hospital
getting well from chemo/med treatments
need tedious care
and it has only just started
and the kids had started to fight with each other
should she receive treatment at all ?
if no, can she prevent them from fighting?
she dun wan to be a burden to them ..
how sad for a mother..
who is sick herself ..
yet keeps thinking of her children..
and for her children's sake .. forgo treatment..
and accept death as the exchange for the peace among the 3 graduate adults.

what the fuck is with this world?
graduates.
my foot !
is it fair for their mum?
hah. a title doesnt mean anything at all.
now then i know..
how deep a mum's love for their kids can grow..
even if death eludes them
they can just sacrifice like this..
thats the end of the story..
and the moral of the story is ..
love ur mum.

ok .. i think its enough of a post le. =)