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Live like we're dying!

about me.

Name: Eugene
School: Republic
Age: 20 and counting

About you: Having a total mind of my own. Few can penetrate, only one can manipulate.

Theory: Life without you must go on, but life with you would be perfected

Fact: Caring and doting on the people I love, in my own special way. =)

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Wednesday, October 28, 2009 { 11:47 AM }

An email from my mum which i have just read. An email without a subject, this is what i should expect.

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Hi Son


When you are younger, we still have topics to talk and communicate more often, but as you grow older, you have estranged from me and keep to yourself. I hate those ugly words that come from your mouth frankly speaking. That puts me off from talking to you. I noticed that you will only cry or woe when your close ones have passed away or not around anymore but will not put in effort to love them when they are around. I think I will receive the same style too.


Maybe I was wrong to put you in child care. Nevermind, its all past. I don't want my kids to be spoilt like those from rich families if you look around you. I want you to face the life's reality. If you don't study hard, you will end up having a hard life later in life. Nothing is for free in this world. Bear in mind. We cannot be always there to supply you as we will get old and sick and will spend a lot of money.


After you enter army, you have to stand on your own 2 feet. No more allowance from us anymore. You have to earn your own money. We will only support you until your poly but if you can go uni, by all means go ahead and we will try to support you otherwise you will be like your ah gu, to study and work at the same time. Grap whole of the opportunity now and study as much as you can while we are still able to support you. As for your driving, we will support you for 1 testing only. More than that, you have to pay yourself. Your sis paid for her own driving lessons.


For your info, I will not accept Wendy even if you managed to win her back. I cannot accept the fact that she is having a lot of relationship and treat as nothing is wrong.
I always pray GOD is with you and guiding you along.


Bye
Mum



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This officially ends the chapter of being with the chiam family.. and i totally have no idea how my mum got so much info. i never share with her bad stuff.

oh well.. maybe its god's way of letting me gain experience and growing up.