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Monday, 6 August 2007
Back from college and search for what my auntie want... buy 2 same jacket for 9.9 pound each because its nice and i don't know is consider cheap or not in malaysia...but it sound ok for me...what a tired day. so many thing to settle, and the first thing i back is to read my sister blog as i miss her so much...and...it sound sad when i heard that she was sick and even worst when i saw this"i swtich on my pc to listen to some songs while playing ballistic. the first song was a chinese song which the singer dedicate to his mum. this make me think of her. the lyric sound sth like ' the last thg i remember about you was the time you hold my hand when i was a child. there has been long time i din feel your tender and smile. i miss that moment'. this song do touch my heart. my tears fall when i listen to it. i replay that song for few times.
i still remember last fri when i giving my fren my email add, shirrly85, she ask me how come i got an eng name but did not use it. i told her this name was given by my mun and its the o nly name in this world bcz it spell as shirrly instead of normall spelling, shirley, althought the pronounciation is the same. i get this name when i was around 8 yerar old. i told her that i hope to have an eng name and she name me this. i like this name very much when i was small but then i start to prefer others to call me sim hong instead of shirrly when i grow bigger. i seldom tell anyo e whenever i think of her. i know if i told them, some will get hut, some will angry, some will feel guilty, some will feel pity, some will feel bored hearing it again, and even some will think i should not think it anymore. "What a sad thing that people remind me of 'her' again within same week. haiz... anyway, i just hope her to know that both her 'daughter' are doing well and she should be proud of both of us as we both really work hard to be success.
--JeSs' MeMoRiEs--
7:08:00 am