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home is good as usual
and is boring as usual too..
but home is home, no matter how boring it is, you'll always yearn to return home at the end of the day...no matter where you are.

the kids at home are definitely growing- kimmy can walk and say a couple of words like hi and bye now ( did i mention she's incredibly adorable?)- but my dog is not. He's of the size when I left for NUS about 2 years ago! there goes my hope of being the owner of a huge and ferocious dog..*sigh*

sometimes i feel my dog understands whatever i say to him. Do dogs have feelings? I'm not exaggerating or anything but sometimes i can feel it when he's sad. Is it true that you can sense your dog's emotions or am I just being dumb about this whole thing?

today i was so bored that i ASKED my mum whether i can help out in the kitchen. After that, i rummaged through my old boxes and found my SAT books which kept me occupied throughout the rest of the day as I decided to learn a few more vocabs (sheesh, i feel like a geek). I wonder what I should do tomorrow to un-bore myself.

havent visited my young cousins who both delivered baby boys recently. seriously, my nieces and nephews are growing so rapidly in number that I find it difficult to keep up with. When i finally manage to remember there's a 'Christian' in the family, another 'Keith' or 'Alyssa' appears out of no where. I feel old.

i have nothing else to write. Stole some of my dad's chivas just now. How I wish he has more of it.. then i can take more too. ok now i sound like an alcoholic. A geeky alcoholic? Is that even possible?