"Hey. Take a look at this composition. It's written by a primary6 girl. How do feel about it?" He waved 2 sheets of paper with his left hand and held on to the steering wheel with his other. I took over the papers and read through aloud. Impressive but some were wrong usage of vocabulary. My voice gradually died down. I shoved the paper back to him. Why did you appreciate what this girl wrote? You have never realize how much feelings I pumped into my composition when I was that age. And fancy taking in the composition written by that girl in awe. This just isn't fair! Guess I am never good at anything.

Would be having tuition later as usual. Going to sleep when I get back. Bye everyone!

Dedicated to my Baby: Jia you for your studies alright? I'm counting on you to make our dreams come true. But of course, I will do my best! :D