i was having lunch with my dad this afternoon. When we were on our way back to office, we passed by our old house. An old house which we left for 10 years i think.

This was where i grow up and having my childhood. I miss the days that people did sayang me so much because i was the only child in my family. I realise that being being a tough girl is not that easy. Although people will praise how good at u, they are not paying so much concern on u because u can do everything by yourselves. I'm so regret for being a tough person. My parents seem to be not very worry about me. What's on their mind are just my 2 little brother and sister.
I remembered there was once, my dad won in his golf competition and brought back 2 Samsonite bag. He did not ask me whether want or not and just straight away gave to them. Not only this, last time he bought 2 bags from FILA also given to my brother and sister.
However, i feel i'm better than them because i have new car and they don't. =p
*such a small-hearted person*
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