Today, I've got a super duper strong instinct that I should come back to Melaka so I hop on a bus and came.
First of all, my "sayangs" really missed me very much and nearly gone crazy when they see me.. Screaming their throat out... Haha... (Seriously, cute... ^_^)
Secondly, the dance was re-choreographed!! Luckily I came back, learned and tried my new costume... I've been dancing indian dance for 5 years, now switch to malay dance... haiz... quite weird...
Thirdly, my little god-daughter and her brother, came over to my house kept telling me stories about their lives this two days... Erm, actually I've just seen them 36 hours ago but they appear to be going through alot... A 2-year-old and a 3-year-old sat by my side, telling me stories in turn as though they were my kids then was shivering of fear and asking for protection....
Finally, I came to knew that they were frighten by their mentor that kept telling them that a police will catch them if they don't sleep. Basically, in their mind, they bore the mindset that when there's darkness, there's police that catches kids that don't sleep...
Well, I just wanna say a thing.
For parents that come across my blog, I hope that when you educate your kids, you'll explain to them the reason of you wanting them to do each thing, lovingly. You may put them on your legs, hug them, tell them you love them, kiss them then tell them the reason you want them to do what you wish. They'll understand and they'll grow matured early.
Although I'm just 19 but I've been through life for years. For me, a day is like a year as every single minute, I'm striving to be someone better so that I can educate my kids in the future and help as many people as I can.
I'm actually a person that really wanna help people but to many, I appear to be over-dominion. I just like to take care of people, maybe over-protected... Haiz... Forgetten about that...
Hope that I'll improve myself soon.
God Bless everyone...
=?Enchanted?=
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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