Time, is crucial.
Time, is the only thing that can't be recovered once lost.
I may be absent 5.5 days in a week.
But it won't stop me from blogging. =]
When I was young, I've always wondered why parents push their kids so hard to do well in school.
Was it for them to show off to their friends?
Was it so that they can have a happy elderly-life when we're earning big bucks?
I wonder.
Today, was the first day that I found out how parents feel when their kids perform well.
Today, I felt proud.
Really proud.
Seeing my "kids" up on stage, watching them perform exceedingly well.
There was a stirring sensation within me.
Memories started to flood into my head.
Back from when I met them, took care of them, and brought them up.
Seeing how they've matured and transformed from before.
It brightens up my day.
I love them.
All of them.
Just like how an older brother would love his younger siblings.
Looking forward to more surprises from them in the future.
