i'm feeling a little down right now because this is the first time, in 17 years, i can't get to celebrate my brother's birthday with him. i've been so busy lately that i've never got the chance to slow down and think about what's been missing around me since he went US. the bedroom beside mine has been really empty and accumulating dust. occasionally i'll do my work in his room because he has those wonderful speakers that i can use.
during family dinners in the weekend, we got used to ordering for three person share instead of the usual four. i also had to learn to do my chem and math homework by myself without running to him for help every now and then.
when mummy scoops too much rice for me and i can't scoop some back into the rice cooker because she'll nag, i'll then "dump" my rice onto his plate. but recently i can't so i'll get the naggings. and there's alot of stuff i want to show him. like my new ipod, the new monitor and tell him the stupid stuff that happened in school.
during the past three months, i experienced life like an only child. i can't say it's entirely good or bad but no, i don't like it. i still prefer having someone else at home to share lame jokes and junk food with.

i'll get back that life in 11 days.

Happy birthday, kor kor.

hmm i wonder if i'll still call him that when we turn old and have our own kids.