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Saturday, Jan. 31, 2009 9:17 p.m.

mum knows it. i've mentioned nothing but she knows. is it mother's instinct? she asked me why i spent 3 years but ended up that way. love is not playing mud and sand ar, said mum.

i told her to ask totoro for further details and then began to play the violin. been practising dvorak's quartet these days. "no wonder your violin sounds so oi yuen la!" said mum. "now i really worry about you. do you want me to call the Samaritan Befrienders?" "...-_-"

thanks mum. you are really cute sometimes...

"yau hai nei goh si wa ng yiu doctor geh! yun dei doctor yau mud problems jek."
"doctor has nothing to do with him mum!"
"doctor bud ji gei ho, can heal my legs yau hai professional."
"no please... i don't want any doctor."
"yau mo anyone stand by ar?"
"yau ar. kui dei pai dou hui tsim sha tsui ar."
mum laughs.

but to be honest, sometimes i do miss the sms from toilet which lightened up my days in office.

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