Home Sweet Home

Sesame is home! Auntie & I waited all day in anticipation of his return. He almost couldn’t make it back today due to the heavy downpour here. Luckily the rain stopped in time & the darling boy manages to reunite with Peanut. He sprinted out of the carrier to Peanut. It was an adorable sight.

Now our darling spots a tipped ear. The picture’s a little small – had to crop Vincent’s & my feet out of the picture.

Pity that Auntie has left for the day. She will be so happy to see him tomorrow morning.

Conversation overheard on the MRT to work todayMot…

Conversation overheard on the MRT to work today

Mother 1: “My daughter has to audition for CCA (co-curricular activity) today. I told her to try everything & then she can pick & choose which my hubby & I is the best.”

Mother 2: “Oh, I don’t that. I told my daughter to audition for classical chinese music & choir. I hope she can be the next Sun Yen Tzi (Stephanie Sun).”

At this point, I hid behind my TODAY, biting my lip in hopes that I don’t laugh out loud.

I didn’t know students have to audition for CCAs these days. What is so great about CCAs anyway?

I remember I dreaded the ECA (that’s what it was called in the hey-days). I procrastinated until the deadline was up & got a warning & then proceeded sign up for a club with the least members which turned out to be the brass band. I had to lug my trumpet home. I became the butt of the family’s joke until I started playing the brass. I became the family’s pain-in-the-you-know-where.

And what happens to what the kids wanted? It sounded like the CCA is more the mothers than the kids. Those poor kids, living with the pressure to fulfil their mothers’ dreams!

My parents never harboured any dreams that I’ll be the next Jeremy Monteiro. Well, they crushed that hope after I blew my first note.