Early in the morning 6.45am

It have been so long that I have woke up so early and choose not to fall back to sleep again. The last 3 days has been terrible. Runny nose, body feeling warm and cold at the same time and on Thursday, I have been hiccuping on and off even until today, in fact, it was my hiccuping in my sleep that woke me up.

This morning however is special. As I lie in my bed thinking of buster optimus prime and if I should add it into my ever-growing population of toys, I started thinking of my childhood. Back then, I did not have any transformer toy except for those fake one. And recently when I brought my first big sized optimus prime, it was like a dream come true to me. But, I have learn that man's desire cannot ever be satisfied.

As I now sitting in front of my dad, watching him eating his breakfast, I wanted to cry. I have now grown up and he, old. I watched him in his prime of his youth when he was in his 20s to his late 40s now. I still can remember the time where he would run with me when I was just 6, the time when I accidentally kicked my slipper into the canal and he went to climb down the canal to help me retrieve it. The time where I left my favourite cap in the mrt(never wore a cap since then), the time where he brought a bicycle for me. We were very poor then and a bicycle which costs $50 was really a big deal for the family. I only have my own bed when I entered primary 1, that explains my reluctance to change my bed. I just simply could not bear to throw away a bed that have already accompany for so many years.

I would be going for my first overseas trip next week and frankly speaking, I wished that my family could go too.