The brother and mother are making alot of noise again. Armed with a razor, and much concentration, she is currently trying to trim his hair while he gives "what did you do wrong?!"-related exclaimations. Its utter hilarity I tell you, and it certainly does wonders for my mood. Surely I'm going to miss the sporadic din of mother-brother interactions when she heads for australia tomorrow.

I never thought I would be so comfortable talking to my mother about relationships, maybe because I never tried. It might seem inappropriate at first, but it can be reassuring to discover how understanding one's parents could be. You would be surprised to learn what they have been through in life. Someday, I hope to be as much as a friend my mum has been to me, to my kids as well.

It's nice to know that no matter what, I can always count on my family to be there :)

Thanks mum!



calculussssssss exammmmm in less than 24 hours. RAWR!