Have a better sleep last night, thanks to the pills.
It is still a tired day. Rushing for sales to hit quota. Months' end, same old routine.
Morale still down, learning to cope.
Having class tonight, start of a new module, a few weeks of slogging to go.
Group project to rush, but have 2 new members, wonder what kind of personality they have.
Going for a haircut later, hope it will my mood will improve.
Come on! Cheer up! Be Stronger! I can be happy if i want to!
Long weekend ahead, 3 days, what should i do?
Friday, April 28, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
The Beginning 1
I was born in 1976 June 30 into a simple family.
There are 6 of us, dad, mum, me and my 3 bros.
I don't really remember much of my childhood from 1 till 9 years old.
Pieces of memory remains; going to Toa Payoh garden and watching Shaolin Temple movie with brothers and parents, hurting a mynah bird with a catapult that I regretted immediately.
Memory of my life from 10 years old onwards is much clearer. I was placed into a Children Home (Children’s Aid Society) with my second youngest brother for reason that we were unaware of until we were older. Elder brother joined us a year after. it was a good home then, it is still now.
We were assigned to dormitory, duties were given and daily timetable must be abided to.
I never knew Christmas was so much fun before; Caregivers from different associations pampered us with gifts and applauded us for our dances and performances.
We got to dance, sing and received presents with a great meal to go with. I have never forgotten how much fun it was then.
My favorite place was the library; because I could escaped into the worlds in the books.
And I really like the singing session too, students from Ngee Ann Poly would always come over for sing along sessions. I learnt the song Forever Young from these sessions.
It was fun in the children home, but I missed our own home. Every day after class, my classmates went home with dad or mum, but I went back to the children home by the Home Van. I could only look upon with envy.
We did not get to go home much; Dad brought us home only whenever he was in town and Mum needs to take care of our youngest brother. Those days, we really wanted to go home, if not we hoped and prayed that at least someone would visit us during the weekend.
The children home is usually quiet as most children will return home.
My dad sisters and grandma visited us frequently when ever they are free even though we were not close to them. At their age, it was hard for them as they had to walk up a steep slope leading to the home. Their care and love is something that I can never forget.
We finally left the home 3 years later in Year 1989.
Kind People from the Home, Thanks
Ms Chen – thanks for your patient and teaching.
Ms Rita – thanks for your cane and discipline.
Ms Margaret – miss your food, you are the best.
Mr Chandran – thanks for your patient ferrying us noisy kids around.
Pets from the Home,
Sherwin –
Female German Shepherd – can never find a more obedient and gentle dog like you
Jack –
Male Crocker Spaniard – Man, your saliva is never ending, but i love your kisses.
Fiona –
Female Mongrel – always sleeping under the stairs, a quiet giant.
Dutches –
Male Mongrel – always so fierce looking, but I love you as well.
Bobo –
The biggest cat I know. Miss your smooth fur.
There are 6 of us, dad, mum, me and my 3 bros.
I don't really remember much of my childhood from 1 till 9 years old.
Pieces of memory remains; going to Toa Payoh garden and watching Shaolin Temple movie with brothers and parents, hurting a mynah bird with a catapult that I regretted immediately.
Memory of my life from 10 years old onwards is much clearer. I was placed into a Children Home (Children’s Aid Society) with my second youngest brother for reason that we were unaware of until we were older. Elder brother joined us a year after. it was a good home then, it is still now.
We were assigned to dormitory, duties were given and daily timetable must be abided to.
I never knew Christmas was so much fun before; Caregivers from different associations pampered us with gifts and applauded us for our dances and performances.
We got to dance, sing and received presents with a great meal to go with. I have never forgotten how much fun it was then.
My favorite place was the library; because I could escaped into the worlds in the books.
And I really like the singing session too, students from Ngee Ann Poly would always come over for sing along sessions. I learnt the song Forever Young from these sessions.
It was fun in the children home, but I missed our own home. Every day after class, my classmates went home with dad or mum, but I went back to the children home by the Home Van. I could only look upon with envy.
We did not get to go home much; Dad brought us home only whenever he was in town and Mum needs to take care of our youngest brother. Those days, we really wanted to go home, if not we hoped and prayed that at least someone would visit us during the weekend.
The children home is usually quiet as most children will return home.
My dad sisters and grandma visited us frequently when ever they are free even though we were not close to them. At their age, it was hard for them as they had to walk up a steep slope leading to the home. Their care and love is something that I can never forget.
We finally left the home 3 years later in Year 1989.
Kind People from the Home, Thanks
Ms Chen – thanks for your patient and teaching.
Ms Rita – thanks for your cane and discipline.
Ms Margaret – miss your food, you are the best.
Mr Chandran – thanks for your patient ferrying us noisy kids around.
Pets from the Home,
Sherwin –
Female German Shepherd – can never find a more obedient and gentle dog like you
Jack –
Male Crocker Spaniard – Man, your saliva is never ending, but i love your kisses.
Fiona –
Female Mongrel – always sleeping under the stairs, a quiet giant.
Dutches –
Male Mongrel – always so fierce looking, but I love you as well.
Bobo –
The biggest cat I know. Miss your smooth fur.
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