People tell me to occupy myself with things, but I don’t even have to do that. Things seem to occupy me. I’ve been so unbelievably busy with work, assignments and my upcoming mid-terms that I barely have time to sleep. Almost everyday I come home feeling so tired but satisfied with my day. And then I just slouch in front of the TV with my textbook in my lap before I drift off to bed.

The funny thing is, no matter how busy I am, I cannot stop thinking. Thinking about the past, the present, and how the future will be like. Maybe I’m not making myself busy enough, maybe it’s the stupid multitasking that I’ve gotten used to (hardcore training in Foundation) or maybe this is just my way of dealing with it.

The thing that helps the most, of course, are my friends. And my mother!, who was very sweet about this. When I told her, she gave me a big long hug, asked me whether I wanted to talk about it. When I told her no, she dropped it, and she distracted me by asking about my work day. 

I realize that you don’t get that a lot with other mothers, so I’m extremely grateful that I’ve got one who is understanding, and at the same time can act like a child. For example, today I came home and I found my mother dancing in the living room, two hands in the air like she was directing an orchestra. There was classical music playing on the stereo, and for 3 minutes I stood there staring at mum while she danced her way in front of me. There was also this other time when she was watching a badminton match on TV, and when Malaysia won the gold she jumped up and started doing her weird little dance again. The fact that she can be like this, and at the same time really strict about our (my sister & I) bedtime schedules, academic achievements & the frequency of our outings- well, I can understand why my dad loves her so much.

Love you too, Mom :)