FMC's 40th Anni was a smashin' success. I feel proud, like a mother who's child has just received the President's Scholar title. But of course God deserves His glory, for He is behind everything. I need to thank Cass for giving me so much help even though she's not even part of the church. Babe, I owe you SO much. To the performers, I applaud you for your efforts. :)
There's another dance competition coming up, and the countdown begins. Costumes, banners, unfinished choreography... indeed it is endless. So I've been tired, a tad more reclusive, but happy nonetheless. I regret not helping out with household chores enough, not being able to have daily dinner and tv sessions with my parents. I miss them; talking to them.
Each week I promise myself that I wouldnt be as busy as the week before, but it just doesn't happen. Especially as the start of a new school term inches closer, there is utmost desire to hang out with good ol' pals, already accepting the sad truth that meeting up often will be quite a feat.
I really don't know where this entry is going. But I gather that as much as I want my freedom, I also want THE MOTHER, FATHER and BROTHER to still be prominent figures in my life. Eventually I know they'd fade into the background where ME and whoever else I'm with will resume centrestage. I feel like I'm dreading that moment that I've been yearning for - to grow up.
So, before school starts, I'm looking forward to Baybeats 2006, Explosion Night, dinners, dance classes and a nice home-cooked meal by the beloved mother.
