Marina Bay

Yesterday we went to suntec to celebrate my brother's 20th birthday. No, not my blood-related brother, but my brudder. Quite nice lah, considering the fact tt he waited outside LT11 for my soci lect to end den go down tgt with me. [Now lipin n whoever it may be, dun misunderstand hor!] Aft dinner, we went to Esplanade to chit chat.

Yah, Marina Bay, 800m race course. Same old feeling coming over me. The memory is very much alive in me, mind you. The 'Are you ready?'; 'Ready?'; 'Go!' and then the starts, switching into maintainence, followed by some Ups along the way. Of course, vic's voice came into my head.

"Listen to me, you must trust me!"

We talked quite a bit. He talked bout army, and i talked bout school.

On my way home, Mum called my hp. She intends to have an early celebration for my bdae by having dinner tgt as a family tmr nite[thurs nite]. I said i've got training. 'Skip trg lah. 1 trg only..can be excused one hor?' and i'm suddenly reminded of smth. Deja vu. No, it happened once, it wont happen again. Plus, I wont let it happen. 'How bout friday nite?' she asked. 'Erm, i'm booked' i replied. Den dad comes and says 'wahh so taken ald?'

Yes.

I feel bad. Family. That's wad was covered in soci lect today. 'family is defined by wad they do tgt and not what they are' But i realised tt as i grow older, i'm not doing things tgt with my family. I told them its ok not to celebrate with me, or if they really wanted to do so, it'll have to be sunday night, a belated one.