Memory refresh

I'm experiencing emotional swing these 2 days and decided to let my bad mood to take a leave. So, my brother drives us around the Ipoh and for once, daddy is able to feel what it is like, to be a passenger. We went to Dr. Ong(my dentist) but unfortunately the booking was full, so we headed to shopping complexes for some exercise, I mean, shopping. Haha. Ignore the shopping part though, what I really wanted to say is that our conversations in the car trigger some of my childhood memories. Who I am now, is actually moulded by my family members and the way my parents raise me up.

My dad

The one who spoilt me like crazy and make me feel like a princess at home. Thanks to my dad, I manage to learn up piano until grade 8. Oh, my dad isn't a piano teacher, but he's the one that keep pushing me forward in the journey of learning piano. A vivid scene that I still remember: When I was in primary school, my dad came back to home with a barbie doll. I was too excited playing with the barbie doll until I simply nodded to what my dad had said. An informal oral contract was then made: Now that I'd got the barbie that I want, I can't quit learning piano. Everyone, believe me, barbies are adorable! And fun to play with! That is especially true when it is a ballet barbie with hands and legs that can be bent and turn 360 degrees. So, how can I not give in? My dad loves to whistle songs, and I love to respond to his whistlings. It's our way of communicating~ My dad loves to tell jokes, lame one, when he's driving. Another family communication.

My mom

The strict one. Monitor our disciplines when we're young. My dad would buy us things that we want, providing that we have mom's permission~ haha. I don't like studying, when I was in primary school. But my mom pushed me hard so that I'd get into a so called good class. My mom would monitor me studying at the dining table. My trick? I would pretend to be as tired as I can, with one or two drops of tear rolling down my cheek(kids can start and stop crying anytime as they want), and begged my mom to let me go to bed. This worked for a few times but lost its effectiveness when my mom learnt about the trick behind. Haha. But seriously, thanks to her, I love studying now. I mean, not loving the exams, quizzes and bla bla bla; is loving the reading part, where you really gained knowledge and learn something that you don't know from the book. Amazing~ And now, my sister-like mom is just as nice as I'd wish for~ She takes care of my everythings! When I was young, she even helped me out in my arts and sewing thingy.. Believe me, every problem will become not-a-problem when she takes over.. I'll truly dependent on her on most of the things and she would get things done in no time.. haha..

My sister

I intruded her privacy when I was in primary school. Why? Because I volunteered to move out from my parents room and move into her used-to-be own room. I cried the first night I shifted into the room and my parents have to take me back to their room. But I manage to sleep and get used to it the next night. Strong adaption skill huh? haha. My sister is a person with great patience! She treats people very nicely although sometimes she might mistaken that I'm her maid=.=" . And somehow, her words have a comforting effect on me. Don't ask me why. Whenever I'm in some kind of problems and feel very helpless, she'll say something that really makes me feel better. I guess it's because of the assurance in her words? hehe. The best part is, I can borrow her clothes and accessories as I want since her fashion taste is improving from time to time. haha. She wouldn't mind about it. Very generous of her.=) She has been kinda busy lately, with her teachings as well as her master studies, wish her all the best! =)

My Brother

The one whom I thought has caused a scar at my elbow. The truth turns out to be me falling down myself when I in kindergarten. Just knew it when we're chatting in the car, from mom. My brother fought with me for uncountable times when we were young. Thanks to him, I'm not afraid of being tickled nowadays. haha. According to him, he's been riding me to a lot of places and do a lot of stuffs together when we're young. I only have some of the memories though. But I'm glad that I have a brother like him. He's a Pro in computer although he didn't take up IT. He gives advices whenever I wanna buy any electronic gadgets and that really make me less headache when choosing. I truly appreciate his help although sometimes he makes me feel like I'm an idiot(which is somehow the truth. haha.)

Being the youngest in a family, is like being on top of the world. But that only applicable when I was young. Now that I've grown up, we're actually about the same. Our parents treated us equally and I've never feel neglected. Bravo to them as I know it is really hard to love and show your love equally to your kids! hehe.

FAMILY means, Father And Mother I Love You.

Oops, left out something, I love my siblings a lot too! haha.

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