over the weekend, quite a few of my friends turned legal - their big 21. including him. yeah, I did my part in sending a sms with my wishes - one which he did not reply. Honestly, I didn't expect him to. And to say that it didn't bother me would be a lie. And it would be another lie too, if I were to say I don't feel any guilt towards him anymore. Because he was once a gd friend and now that things turned out like this...

as a friend, I just hope he is doing well. And turns out that he enjoyed his 21st in the midst of the company of his friends. which I am glad.

so I'm hoping that with time he can feel better. I won't say heal. we all know things like these doesn't just 'heal with time'.

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anyway, I've been flipping thru' my baby photos. Brought many smiles to my face seeing my bro and me in those photos. Yellowish with age but still neatly kept in their albums by my mum.

you know what? I miss those family outings we used to have. as kids, as young teenagers. we'll see the entire extended family during weekend trips to sentosa or even just in chinese garden.

and I saw my beloved uncle in the photo, holding me and my nephew (the one who is the same age as me). I miss them!