I miss the times when we were young. I miss how we looked at life with such nonchalance and how we took everyday as its own. I miss how I used to view 6pm as dinner time, 7pm as TV time, 8pm as study time, 9pm as reading time, and 10pm as bedtime. I miss how at 130pm every school day I would be looking forward to going home for lunch and watching my Art Attack Show at 3pm. How every Sunday evening at 5pm would be soccer at the void deck. How I would take 20 precious cents to the mama shop and buy a popsicle. How Friday nights were best spent by staying at home watching channel 8 movies because there was the weekend ahead. How Saturdays were the best days of the week because I could visit my grandma's house for dinner and play with my cousins. I'd like to say I appreciated the happiness out of these small things in life.

I don't know why most people wanted to grow up when they were young, because I never wanted to. I still don't.

Good lord in Heaven and on Earth and in Purgatory and in each and every one of us it's already February 2016 knn sibei kin.

Leaving for Shanghai in 11 days adios Sillypore I'll miss you but not your weather because I cannot tahan sweating when I wake up. Anyway life's been okay. Chinese New Year is coming, fucking huat because I missed out huating last year. Bought 4D and soccer yesterday in the spirit of the new year and next week got 10 million dollar TOTO so next week hoot one more time.

Happy New Year from 高家 grandchildren and grandpa.