When I crossed my 30th mark, I realised that everything/ anyone else don’t matter except for the immediate family.
It was also in times of desperate measures and needs that I realised, no one will stay by you except family and soul mates.
Having say that I would like to dedicate this post to my
smelly brother, Marco. :X
We could have been twins if I’m born in Jan tho, with us just 11 months apart. This smelly brother had been my sidekick for the whole of my happy, sad, angsty and etc of my super memorable childhood, be it the ups or downs.
I managed to dig up some pictures. For obvious reasons, I picked those that I look quite chio in. LOL.
Actually hor, if you are reading this, I do know that you are quite intellectual just that previously too lazy to study, otherwise, I think you would have become a high flyer than me.
Anyway I made this special dedication to him because I had seen him revolved from a playful gamer to someone who worked super duper hard for the family despite not having much certs.
Honestly, I think that the workaholic genes run in our blood and to someone who had walked up from where we fall, we can grow and appreciate better in life.
Really grateful to have you as my bloody yandao sidekick for the past 30 years!