I remember..

I remember..

I remember the GoldenCircle ads I saw when I was at the age of 5. I told my parents I wanted to be a farmer.Today, I realised that I was wrong. It wasn't the fact that I wanted to be a farmer, but it was the sunset and the nature that I saw in that ad.

Thanks Kimberly for pointing out that it's GoldenCircle lol. There goes my memory :L, not as good as I thought it was.

I remember..
I might have mentioned it already but when I was four or something, my grandpa died. I only remember holding onto my grandma's hands tightly and watching these men take the coffin. I was clueless but seeing my grandma cried, I cried.

A few days or weeks before my grandpa had died. I remember, I woke up one morning to see my mum down at the kitchen area. It was like five in the morning (Usually I wake up at six to prepare for school). I woke up to see my mum cooking, and I went to my grandpa's room. He was lying oh so sickly. I'm not sure if this memory was another, but I remember seeing my grandpa lying there but I had no clue.

And now, my grandma on my mum's side is at the hospital getting an operation. Best of luck to her, not that my luck is any good.

When I listen..

The more I listen to some songs, especially the Vietnamese ones, the more I'd translate it and understand it. Sometimes translations that I don't know pop into my hand. And the more I listen, the more I understand and I begin to feel sad. Whilst listening to music.. I sat there and rested my head on my scrap book. I used my felt tip pen and made dots around an area. Strangely, the dots formed a love heart..