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Thursday, July 05, 2007

Do you still remember the times when you were young , you will just wished for nothing else but Saturday to come? And it's almost of the silly times when you'll just tell yourself how nice will it be if EVERY day IS a Saturday. What's so special about Saturdays?


Saturdays are the days when Dad and Mum will hold me each by my hand and walked me through shopping malls. Not Courts, not Best Denki, but only Toys'r'us. It's like you could have owned the whole section, getting whatever you picked and played with. Even if you wanted a mere look and feel of the toy, your parents will snatch it from you and hold it in their hands. When you want another toy, just go to it, look at it and then your parents. It's magic, your Dad will tell you Like it? Just take it. And there goes Mum with her nagging Siao ar buy so many for what? The next I dare affirm, ALL fathers will say Never mind lar. But too bad, the next scene that's going to happen is Mum wearing that face with her eyes rolling and arriving to a Tsk. You are like a King, had anything you want and even whatever you don't want you unknowingly have them.








Because you were young. Does anyone still buys you toys? Takes you out every Saturday night to Toys'r'us? Sweet childhood days..



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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