Notes #9

I love coming back to my room and drowning in the sweet scent of Jasmines which lingers on all through my sleep. I wish the scent will never go away, even if it does, the sweetness will always be in my heart.

silly

It's really refreshing having friends that can do silly things and have the ability to laugh at ourselves together...I love you guys dit and dessi. (: This will become an album in itself.

Unconditional

The one lovely thing about children... is their unconditional love for you. I know the day will come when we will fight and the words "I hate you mom.. why can't u understand?!" will come out of his mouth. But I said those things a couple of years back.. sometimes I may still do so unknowingly. But I know deep inside I love my parents and it's a real kind of love which is deep and different from any kind of feeling i've ever felt. I'm away from the elf (nate) right now and having some time to think about life and how i've gotten here. All that "in-retrospect" and contemplation going on coupled with Toots Thielemans and Jeremy Monteiro's rendition of "What a wonderful world" in the background.. kinda makes you a little reflective on life.

Can you say C.U.T.E?

Nate at his haircut with my stylist "Uncle Mark" who he's super fond of. Every Mark is this Mark to him. Even Mark Webber from F1 is this uncle Mark to nate. During the last race, it was a close race for 3rd position between Mark Webber and another driver.. I started yelling "Go Mark" and Nate started yelling "Go Faster Uncle Mark". Good thing is that everyone's named Mark so if anything goes wrong, you can always blame Mark!!!

TOMACH Foo

That's Nate's way of saying Stomach Flu.

A virus he apparently caught. Today, after some cooking (yes I do cook) Nate came to me complaining that his neck hurt, later his tummy hurt. And not so long after, he threw up. It was projectile, which also made him better for 5 minutes with the whimpering and whining to follow... which didn't cease to stop. I had no choice but to take him to the Doctor's. Poor boy threw up in the middle of the clinic, where NO STAFF member offered any help but lucky thing I was immediately assisted by a very kind lady at the same clinic, waiting with her child.. She gave me her packet of wet wipes and ran along with me to grab as much toilet paper as we could to clean up the mess... all this while Nate's still whimpering like a sick little puppy dog in the corner. When the going gets tough and it hurts, you just gotta suck it in. Nate did that. So can I.. and it helps when you meet kind hearts along the way to push you on and smile at you. It's nice to be on the receiving end sometimes.