Sometimes.. it would be nice to be a 3 yr old again. Without a care of the world. Without the headaches, the stress, the confusion, worries etc etc that people face.. The only worry perhaps was when you're gonna get fed. Sometimes.. it would be nice to be a kid again. Things are so much simpler.

My childhood was a happy one I'd say. Grew up in this lovely house with 3 families and my grandma under the roof, my 1st uncle, 3rd, and my family. Was really close with my 1st uncle's cousins, especially CL(you know who you are..).. maybe cos we're the same age. It's really funny, my friends all have the same surprised reaction when they found out I was really close with my cousins. Most of them hardly talk to their cousins. Was talking to CL just now, talked a lil' about our childhood, and all the mischieves we were up to.. like wearing my mother's clip-on earrings and messing up her cosmetics. Thinking back, adulthood seemed an eternity, and now for us it's just a few months away. Well we still remained close after 1st uncle moved out of the house. Since the house's been demolished nothing's been the same.. The family just seemed so diverse.. kinda sad really.

Well, at least it was good while it lasted. People always say, "Never mourn what you've lost, but be glad that it happened.". Know I'm contradicting myself but sometimes I just find it difficult to see how you can not be sad to lose something dear to you or to forget.

Alright.... Leave the sad things behind. Here are some pics again...











Alright.. enjoy.. ciao