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Friday, March 10, 2006


Oh my god.....This is sooo sooo soooo sappy! Somebody plszzz pass me some tissues.....*boo hoo hoo hoo*

WARNING: Pls prepared your tissues too before you start reading...
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My mom only had one eye.
I hated her, she was such an embarrassment.
She cooked fr students & teachers to support the family.
There was this one day during elementary sch, where my mom came to say hello to me.
I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?
I ignored her,
Threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school, one of my classmate said:
"EEE, your mom only has one eye!"
I wanted to bury myself.
I also wanted my mom to just disappear.
So I confronted her that day and said,
"If you're only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?!!!"
My mom did not respond...
I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger.
I was oblivious to her feelings.
I wanted out of that house, and hv nothing to do with her.
So I studied real hard, got a chance to go to S'pore to study.
Then, I got married.
I bought a house of my own.
I had kids of my own.
I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts.
Then one day, my mother came to visit me.
She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her grandchildren.
When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yell at her fr coming over uninvited.
I screamed at her,"How dare you come to my house and scare my children!"
"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"
And to this, my mother quietly answered,
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address." and she disappeared out of sight.
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in S'pore.
So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip.
After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiousity.
My neighbours said that she died.
I did not shed a single tear.
They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.
"My dearest son, I think of you all the time.
I'm sorry that I came to S'pore and scared your children.
I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.
But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you.
I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.
You see...when you are very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye.
As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you living to grow up with one eye.
So I gave you mine.
I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye,
with my love to you."
Your mother.


OMG.....more tissues plsss....*blowing my nose*....Don't ever let me see that "heartless creature" on the street! I'm gonna skin him alive! I swear!!! *rolling up my sleeves*...


My dear mommy, rest assured that will never happend to you! I love you as much as I love daddy k! *Muack*


Tenia, you will love mommy too hor...Don't care...u die die hv to "p...cause I love you! *Muack*

A-hem....for your info:

I hand write the whole bl**dy story (which I find it soooo sappy & meaningful) on paper, and re-type it here fr your viewing pleasure k!

I also dunno why I so siao onz....Nope....I'm not working fr blogspot & blogspot aint paying me a single cents fr blogging....Wahahaha....

I'm nuts...Can??!!

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