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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

I took a step back and let my emotions got the better of myself just now,when Ivan's brother saw us walking pass to somewhere else with him and his dad at the back, he held on to nothing and bellowed " Kor kor! Kor kor! Ni deng yi xia, wo yao mai chocolate gei ni! (Eng : Brother! Wait awhile, I want to treat you to chocolates! ) ".


He took his wallet secured by velcro, like those we all used during our primary school period, out of his stretchable three-quarter which seemed tight on this growing sensible child, tightened a grab and dashed across a road leading from a car-park. A car was approaching yet his naiveness ignored it, though the car wasn't fast at all, it shook worry in us and of course ;Ivan. It was a touching scene since the start of the little grown-up KID shouted across the blocks to Ivan. I bet at the moment of time, all he wanted was a smile on his brother's face. Mixed emotions and utmost envy for my lucky friend. That kind little and sweet gesture made me feel that, I've actually lost everything.



At this moment, who will be eager to gift me chocolates just to make me smile? It's not only about getting chocolates at the end, but the sincerity that's able to move me to tears and remind myself that I'm very loved by others. Turn it around, who can I buy chocolates for ?



  • If my brother will buy chocolates for me,
  • if my sisters will buy chocolates for me,
  • if anyone would just buy chocolates for me.
  • If I can buy chocolates for someone to show my love,
how nice would it be?






I've been laughing silly at these questions for a few minutes, and I arrived at leaving it unanswered. Till then. Tam, you'd better buy me some chocolates. *Smiles.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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