well hmm todae saw sth inspiring. yea. while waiting for bus, saw a kid cycling ard teh bus stop and his mum at his side looking at him. they were toking in a diff language but i can feel this love the mom is transmitting to the child. den i tot of my mom. yes. my mom seems normal but on sunday, ytd she sae sth wierd to me. we were washing fruits and veggies together.

W: yee ma y the guava taste like tau kua?
M: cos maybe just now u use the knife to cut the tau kua.
W: yee taste like er...tau kua?
M: haha kk i washed it for u
W: gee...
W: hmm taste much more like edible.
M: rub some sour plum it taste nicer.
W: hmm really nice...taste some.
M: *try to bite but guava too slipperly keep slipping into the water of veggie water. now guava not nice le
W: see tau kua taste come back le...
M: haha.
W: haha.
M: harng ar we long time no tok like this le since u grown up.
W: when i grew so fast?
M: u never grew in my heart u are always a child.
M: i used to smell u when i bathe u last time.
W: now u smell me, i smell like sell tau kua one. haha.
M: no really i use to smell u. mum old le need u all to company me at times i feel so lonely at times when u all not at home. luckily i got go do volunteer work.
W: * i feel so guilty. i shld love her more now.