hahas.. somethings i wanna say here.. i wanna blog but i know i'll hurt some ppl and get into trouble myself.. dun wan to offend ppl.. ( i dun do anything oso will offend ppl.. or is it my imagination??)
I really wan to thank Jayvern for sticking with me through out.. maybe it's stress.. i always turn to her for comfort.. she's my haven..a place to hide.. everyday i look forward to seeing her.. darling u're always the one brightening up my day.. i really cannot imagine the 5 months in zhe jiang.. who am i to turn to? cant believe i even decided to enter this course becos i wanna get out of singapore on PLANE... it's true can...
sadly the ball that floats away to sea never comes back... (wonder wad will happen to it)
it left the boy crying for it to come back...
the mother whack him with the bottom of her slipper..
the boy fight back..
the mother whack even harder pinching him to stop crying for the useless ball
he gradually stop and wear back his clothes
he's covered with sand that he played with just now
he looked back at his mom
she's laughing and gossiping with her neighbour..
the little girl, his sister, looked at him innocently..
he hated her because she threw his ball into the sea
and he got spanking for that..
his eyes search for the castaway ball..
he wonder what will happen to it..
-one man's trash is other man's treasure... one day i will prove it...
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