Welcome, Huan-Huan

We have a new addition to the family yesterday — Huan-Huan, named after the red mascot of Beijing Olympic 2008. He is a brown-black Pommeranian, slightly darker than our dear late Mickey. In fact, Ying and Ern give him a full name — Ku Jia Huan. Ying has drawn up a wall chart to take note of Huan’s 3 meals everyday. Hehe… to make sure that we won’t make the same mistake we did to Mickey last time.



 

Empty Promises

Ying shared with me this afternoon that there have been a lot of things that I said I wanted to do but have NOT DONE YET… From her list, I even noticed items which I can’t even remember having said at all. Hehehe…. seems that I may have the habit of making empty promises in my life. Or rather, to put it more nicely, I have a lot of visions, dreams, should-dos, can-dos, but usually do not materialise them. Visions remain visions, dreams remain dreams…. perhaps it’s time for some REAL ACTIONS.

So, 1st thing to do, is to pack up my bag and GO HOME NOW. Haha….



 

Adjustment

Time flies. Without realising, it has been 6 days since I last posted. So, perhaps internet is not such an essential part of my life afterall. Ying didn’t go to school this morning. At first, I was really ANGRY at her attitude of being reluctant to go to school. But as I cooled down, I subsided to the feeling that something must be troubling her to make her so reluctant to go to school. Apparently, she was very disturbed by teachers’ comments of “You are a USELESS child” and beating “for no reason” (in her eyes). Now she seems to have walked out from it (well, for the time being) and found her strength to face school again. But that really puts me into thoughts…. I think at many times, I am often too busy with my own stuff that I neglect her feelings in “normal” days. I seldom really spend “some” time with her everyday, checking on her “well-being”. It’s only until such garbage has accumlated to an “unbearable extent” that I do some spring cleaning (because things have happened to force me to face it). My visit to Soop Foon’s house yesterday evening also reminded me about this. When I visited her, Soop Foon was ”doing nothing” (literally) but looking at her children playing in the house compound. I suddenly realised that it had been a long long time since I last did that. Hm… it looks like a little adjustment to my life is needed…..