Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Saturday, April 19, 2008


Basically, today was by far the most meaningful day, having my school uniform on. Rarely would I feel proud of myself when I am wearing our school uniform. Like, who does anyway? So this was what happened. My mom, and I mean by ever so real mom, dropped by my void deck this morning to hand me something. So I got her to walk me to school. Despite of my age now, I really felt like a little girl yearning for my mom to accompany me to school. It has been ages(since kindergarten) since my mom last sent me to school. It was a desire I harboured no one can ever fathom. Having your mom by your side, walking you to school, is a little girl's thing, but it was something I have never experienced when I entered preparatory school. It felt really lovely though the walk lasted for only a couple of minutes. My mom is great, like always. I have never reproached her for leaving me and my brother under my dad's care. She has always been a wonderful mom, cliche yet it is absolutely true to me. She leads her life the way she want, not giving a hoot about what others say. She believes in herself and holds her own set of principles firmly up high. I will never forget how she brought me up. Her comfort is my cure to my pain when I was young. It seemed as though she was my medication. I guess that is what we term as 'mother's love'.

Veer off to what happened next, I was there for the Literature workshop. I shall not elaborate on that because it wasn't any of my day's climax. Right away after the workshop, I met up with Nabilah and we sort of perambulated all the way to Downtown East just to catch a little movie over there. We grabbed a bite at Burger King. Both of us were practically famished. I have a confession to make. I abhor(too strong a word though) Downtown East's theatres. Firstly, it will be mobbed with 'fine' oh teenagers and kids lugging their parents over. Not something within my tolerance though. Next, just in my humble opinion, the concept of the washrooms are of sheer stupidity. Mind me. The counters to purchase tickets and comestibles are just confusing and odd? Everyone should just go there and have a look. Goodness gracious, their services are pretty slow, I must say. Anyway, the theatre for Definitely, Maybe was rather empty. That I reckon, was good. I enjoyed the movie with my dearest Nabilah. The movie itself was fantastic too. Not only the attention was brought to how way love works, it also touched on parent love. I can vividly remember a part when Will Hayes(Ryan Reynolds) told his daughter, Maya(Abigail Breslin), that the happy ending of his relationships and divorce is her. It was certainly a touching moment. It moved my heart. Predictable the film may be, but I just love this show. Gee, catch it!

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