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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

today was one of the rare times i saw my mom cry. i couldn't help it but cry as well. i guess it was the quarrel she just had with my younger brother that sparked everything. i've never seen her crying so much like me. it was rather scary.

i want to remember this day and event.

and there was something about what my mom said that made me feel that i was wrong to have secretly felt like my parents were biased towards my elder brother and that he gets a lot of things. now thinking, it was only right that my parents spent more on my brother because he helped them save a huge amount of money for his education. he deserves it.

i do not understand why my younger brother has something against my elder brother. i think he should try to mend the relationship before kor disappears next year. because by then, we would only have pathetic time left together. and not to mention that the thought of kor leaving frightens me. sigh.

and a whole other bunch of stuff to think about.

phong.

love you like a sister;
8:09 pm