on Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Unfortunately for me, i am still stuck in the office at this hour.
However, browsing thru all the new arrivals earlier was so fun! Reyna made a surprise visit and both of us started drawing on papers. Being the mischievious kid, she tempted me with fries. My diet plan has gone awry for more than a week now. :S * Somehow, i could hear someone smirking, " Ha ha! Fish and rice! Fish and rice!"* Being the childish adult, i took my "revenge" by pasting price tags on her forehead. With a bewildered look of " 2 decades of age gap cant make her stop being silly" on her face, Jas continued doing whatever she was doing. I found it to be extremely amusing. *Yes i AM very silly with kids.* Jas asked, " Why are you doing these silly stuff with her?" My reply? "So when she grows up, i can tell her about it and hopefully she will find it funny and we will have a good laugh about it."
I love to hear stories about my childhood. Although you dont remember anything you have done as a kid but hearing about it is a way of reliving it once again.
My childhood was filled with funny stories. Having a brother means that i got a accomplice in whatever grand scheme i came up with. LOL. We broke our grandparents' bed several times by reenacting scenes from WWF(then). Played figurines of Brett Hart and Undertaker! Love em. Monopoly was taken very seriously in our household. I was on the losing end and being the real estate "morgul" that he WAS, everything that i owed had to be handed over to him. In short: I was bankrupted. He even insisted for the the apple that i was eating to be part of the payment for my "debt". In the end, we ate half an apple each. LOL As disgusting as that might sound to some people now, it is memories worth holding on to.
One of his friends asked me over dinner on Monday after listening to our whole "DUDE" banter," Do you ever called him Kor Kor?" I had to think for a moment and replied," Probably when we were little. As we got older, i just got used to calling him "Dude!" or " Xie W** Q**!!".
Even though, i stop addressing him in a way considered by many as proper status protocol,the DUDE is such an intergral part of my life that i wont trade him for anything in the world.
Perhaps many years from now when i wanna blog about the happenings in my twenties, there will be more stories about our late night convos over coffee and 1am dim sum supper trips.
Carina
11:42:00 PM
