One way to get over missing a place is to eat the food you ate when you were at that place. Last winter when I came back to Singapore from Sydney, I had oatmeal cooked in milk for breakfast like everyday. Until I ran out of the good oatmeal from Coles. I've been having Muesli with milk and yoghurt(must be set) and whatever nice stuff I can find to put inside the bowl, since the last trip. I miss Liz and Tara.

I tell you. If anyone feels sad about life or about anything at all, you are welcome to come to my house and watch some life entertainment. My mum's students are the funniest little things in the world.

My mum usually makes her kids read a chinese word a few times so that they will remember it. For example: 朋友,then they'll have to read 朋友 朋友 朋友. The other day, my mum said to the little fat Filipino boy, "Angelo, read, don't play!" Then Angelo said very seriously, "Don't play, don't play, don't play."

And they're at the age where calling each other "chicken wing" is the funniest thing on earth.

Ok late for drums.

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