I woke up in tears again.
This time, i dreamt that there's something wrong with my brain and my days were numbered.
omg lo, so many things undone.
and I can't bear to leave my family.
That's when i realise i actually love them alot..
more than i know.


I've not been a good daughter and good sister.
Always letting mummy's words fall on deaf ears and sometimes making her angry.
Always conversing less than 10 sentences per day with daddy.
Always getting irritated and raising my voice at my little brother.
I need to stop taking them for granted,
and leave room for no regrets.