It’s like

This.
Mummy’s CD playing.
The cars passing by.
The fan spinning round and round.
These sounds, so familiar.

Heh, I don’t know why I talked about sounds, just suddenly wanted to(:
Was just looking through the pictures that we took when we went for a family trip at US last year. & I terribly miss those days. It was really fun time spent with mummy, papa and xuan. Really valuable family time that we seldom get back here at Singapore. Everyone’s so busy with work and plus the hustle and bustle of everyday, we all get so tired when we reach home.

When we go for our year end holiday trips, everyone’s relaxed and chilled. Paps isn’t busy on his laptop checking mails or on the phone talking to his clients, Mummy isn’t busy looking at every corner of the house or asking us to drink some chinese herbal thing(which she has cleverly picked up this “skill” from my grandma), xuan isn’t busy on the computer and playing his games to kill some monster and I wouldn’t be busy sleeping or doing work.

Singapore should have this one week holiday that is solely for family bonding. First, families get to bond; second, we students won’t go blind by studying for our countless test; third, parents won’t have to work. It’s like killing 3 birds with 1 stone. In fact, I think it’s more than 3. It’s the time that we all need but is seldom granted.

My mum didn’t speak to me about some kind of family value thing but it’s the small little things that she has been doing which really made me realise that I have been neglecting my family. & it somehow hit on me, that I’m not going to continue to do that ’cause I guess, it hurts to be neglected. Furthermore, we are the Tan Family so the 4 of us makes us F-A-M-I-L-Y, no matter what happens(:
It’s all me and my reflective side again. I like it when I reflect ’cause that’s when I see all my faults. Not that it’s nice seeing your faults but it allows you to change for the better.

Oh oh, isn’t that image up there cooler now! It’s paps orange sunglasses which I took while he was skiing up there, in the mountains of US. Really, those times, I really do miss them.

Family's like jam sticking 2 pieces of bread together; forever.