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Entries Me Exits Past


Rawrrr!


Fabian Koh Hong Yi
Temasek Polytechnic, Mechatronics
23rd November 1992

Scream At Me



Saturday, August 16, 2008
I love my mummy. :D
Cause she bought me a new wallet from Ozozosac.
Suprisingly, I finally got a much mature-looking wallet. Rather than basic teen wallets, from Billabong.
Well, not cause she bought me new stuff then I'd love her.
I've always loved her, I remembered her having breast cancer when I was Primary 5.
Damn, I was worried like hell when she went for chemotherapy. I was worried sick when she started crying, and said stuff like she was going to die. I'm happy everything is well now. (:
You know, mummy, if you ever read this.
I love you :D
I'd give you hugs as much as I can, &I promise to take care of you when you're older, when you can't take care of yourself as well as you can now. I'd step in as the role of being your son, the son you've always encouraged.
Though you've not always been nice, sometimes irritating. It's what parents do, no?
So I'm glad I have you and Dad. At least, a perfect family. Without much problems, that's more than I ever need. With a brother that I can depend on, and a clown as a sister. Damn I'm blessed. (: