cny went by just like that - steamboats, angpows, pineapple tarts, mahjong, texas holdem. gone were the days when the girls pranced around excitedly, showing off their pretty frilly pompom dresses and cute shiny kokkok shoes. as we grow older, cny seems to have lost its significance. ohwells. that's just life, isn't it? things are always plain and simple when you're a child; but as you grow up, there seems to be endless things bothering you :\


my mother always tells me how fast all of us grow up - how my older cousins used to be like my generation of cousins; how my generation used to be like my nephew and nieces and very soon, how we'll all be married with our own families and children. hmm.