Lousy day.
Was munching chocolates the whole morning.
Even chocolates does not help.
I harbour an ironic thought.
Perhaps it is not the correct chocolate.
I am thinking: 

When Life gets you down, despair not,
Take a Break, Have a Kit Kat.

I shall try it tomorrow.

ob·ses·sion  (noun)
- the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc.

My Affirmation. Obsession truly over and done with.

 
Bar du Soleil, 1961 by Henry Clarke

Is it normal to feel worried when you get too used to a peaceful and quiet life? That really freaks me out at times and i wonder if it is a normal thing. I fear to sleep too much for fear of missing out on life. I fear of a comfortable, peaceful and quiet life for fear of growing complacent and stagnant. The simplicity of life worries me and yet the complexity of life leaves me baffled. I fear of doing nothing and too much somethings. I fear of not worrying. I think i fear too much. Mayhaps, i had become more of an 'adult' than i wished to admit.

I'm sick.
Was lying in bed for the better part of the day and now, im bored.
Darnz.

My conversation with my mum last night goes something like this... 

MUM: ... Your father used to play the guitar too.
ME: !!!?!!! (amazed) That was him? I remember we used to have a guitar in our old house and the guitar had a cockroach!
MUM: (Sheepishly) Yea, your father used to play the guitar... Long time never play, that's why got cockroach la.
ME: (Still amazed) I didnt know papa knows how to play the guitar, what songs does him play and how does he know how to? How come he will play? (trying to fish if he learnt for mum but found out later its not) Wow... did he play for you?
MUM: No la, he played with his friends and to you kids. Last time old days not much entertainment... he play those chinese pop songs, but NOT very well.
ME: (Still persistant) But how does he know how to?
MUM: Very EASY one wad, he learnt by himself la!
ME: Ohh.... I do not remember hm playing for us, does that mean that when he play, you can actually hear the tune?
MUM: (quite proudly) He can play the whole song(s)... but NOT very well la.
ME: Ohhh.... 

I have no idea why but i have always like guitar(s). Why, among so many musical instruments, is the Guitar that stands out? Ask me not for i have no idea. I just like the idea of it. I used to daydream of sitting by the campfire, under the starry starry night, with a guitar in hand. Well, as years goes by, and the laziness in me magnify... that plus the increasing clarity of my lacking cells in playing musical instruments, i have another image of sitting by the campfire, under the starry starry night, beside someone who is singing and playing a guitar. What a lovely thought indeed.  This kinda reminds me of a night at the Jalan Bahtera camp. (Yin, do you remember?)

Well anyway, the conversation with Mum goes on further this morning. You see, when we were young, my mum would record our voices and we still have some of those cassette tapes (my eldest sis hates it) which always make Kerry and I burst out laughing during playback. I was wondering if I can find traces of my father with the guitar. This led me to wondering whose ingenious idea it was to do the recording. I asked my mum while munching heartily on the huge breakfast she bought...

ME: MUMMY... how come you will record our voices when we were young?
MUM: Last time i didnt work, so in the afternoon free, nothing to do... record you guys for you to listen when you are older lo. (laughs) Jiejie (my eldest sis) voice very funny.

*Touched*
The things that parents do for their children...  I count my blessings to be in this family and am grateful for all the things that my parents had done to try to give us happy memories since we were young. 真的好幸福！