45 Months Old

Hi all, I am already 45 months old!! This was taken on my 45th month birthday. I was at a doctor's clinic as I had been coughing for a few days and needed more medication.

This month, I had been getting much more vocal. I am still saying stuff like "Thank you Mummy to holding spoon" when I meant to thank Mama for letting me open the milk powder tin with a teaspoon. But I am also saying lots of "I don't want" to whatever Mama wants me to do. At times, I will say,"Ok, coming." when Mama ask me to come out of my room for dinner.

I am also very clear about stating my wants. For example, we were on our way home after playing at a playground when I spotted 3 cats at the void deck. Mama wanted me to continue our journey home but I told her I wanted to stay and see the cats. She had no choice but to let me watch the cats to my heart's content before I was willing to make my way home with her.

Sometimes, I will repeat myself about what I want. Mama thinks I had been using a lot of "I want" statements because my parents often said stuff like "I want you to eat dinner now" to me and I had thought that by saying "I want" like my parents do, I could really get my way.

I had also picked up and generalized some of the things Mama said in frustration. For example, Mama once tried to feed me in the car when we were on my way to church. I told her,"Don't feed me. Otherwise, I will be angry and stressed." I also make the "tsk" sound with my eyes closed for a very brief moment to express my displeasure.

I also told my parents "I don't know Chinese. Speak English to me." Actually, I do understand Chinese. Mama is speaking Mandarin to me more often nowadays but I had chosen to answer her in English. So we occasionally do have bilingual dialogues.

Sometimes, the things I said really tickled Mama. A few nights ago, Mama told me I was coughing and can only drink milk and water. No juice, no Yakult, no gassy drinks. Only milk and water. I was silent for a while and then said something like,"It's no use. I am still coughing even if I drink only water." Mama was really tickled by what I said. She also thinks I am right in a way. Though it's just very simple reasoning with gaps in my knowledge, Mama is still amazed that I can reason rather adequately for my age.  

This month, I started attending new school and Mama found it strange that I am starting to show separation anxiety again. She thought I had kind of outgrew it as I had no problems attending my 2- hour playgroup sessions this year. But when I started the new school, I will often tell my parents "I don't want new school. I don't want Teacher Yati"

Once, Mama brought me to school and I said I didn't want Teacher Yati repeatedly. But when I saw Teacher Yati waiting to take my temperature and check my limbs in school, I changed my statement to say I don't want school. Today, when Mama fetched me, I actually hugged Teacher Yati before I left. Mama was told when there was once when I saw Teacher Yati prepare to knock off from work and I didn't want her to leave.

One of the rare occasions when I was enthusiastic about going to school was when I had a friend with me. Here we were, on my way to school. Mama later found out she had been in the school for a long time.


After attending this new school, I started singing many more songs. They are mostly kiddy songs like "Are You Sleeping?", "Mr Golden Sun". Sometimes, I will just sing my own random tunes with my own lyrics. Mama also observed me to be repeating some beats. Just a few days ago, I tapped the sofa cushion I was seated on using my left hand once and then hit the laundry basket twice with my right hand. This kind of made a "1,2,3, 1,2,3" beat. Mama saw me doing this "1-2-3" beat for a few seconds before I changed to another activity. Could it be I am really a musician in the making?

I also picked up new things for imaginary play. For example, I will ask to use my parents' desk top computer and then pretended I was the teacher. I will say something like,"Ok, no more crying. I am going to switch on the computer. Understand? Are you ready?" (the computer was already switched on)

My parents believed I was imitating the teachers in school and Mama was somewhat amused to see me imitating my teachers.

Ok, that's about all for the moment. Thanks for reading...

Marina Barrage

Last night, Papa decided we should go to Marina Barrage this morning and so to Marina Barrage we went. I had not played water here for quite some time but it didn't stop me from having a good time. Let the photos speak for themselves...

Initially a little ginger about it. I insisted on wearing my swim shirt and shorts. Singlet and undies won't do for me.

I found a little playmate and we were together for a very short while. Mama thinks she is a girl... will my cousin look like her? ;)

Mama didn't bring my water toys but I have got these stones. Throwing them a short distance away from me into the water is quite fun too... tomp..... Unfortunately, I threw one on my own leg just before we left. ;p

This is probably my favorite shot. I chose this one below for Mama's wallpaper on her handphone.

Mama loves how I wrap my arms around her in this one.

Got to go... bye....

Walking in the Rain

Yesterday, it started raining when Mama and I were on our way home from school. Though we had shelter all the way from school to the bus-stop and from the bus-stop near our place back to our block, Mama still brought an umbrella, probably to secure her own feelings.

So here I was, taking the opportunity to walk in the rain while Mama waited for me at the sheltered pavement. Kind of strange to see a big umbrella "floating" around at first sight and then only spotting me me who was holding it, yah? :D

But I had a good time walking in the rain and Mama showered me the first thing we got home to keep me from getting a cold... I love walking under umbrella. :D

I Don't Want New School

Papa and Mama thought I was settling down well in school. I started school on a Thursday. After the weekend came and left, I kind of changed. Perhaps it was the weekend break that kind of broke the momentum.

On Monday, I started chanting "I don't want new school". If Mama remembers correctly, it started on Monday evening. I will keep saying it again and again like a chant. Mama definitely remember I did it on Tuesday evening. That evening, Nai nai called to ask us over for dinner the next day. Mama made the mistake of passing the phone to Nai nai after making dinner arrangement, thinking a conversation with Nai nai will probably take my mind off the chant. She could not be more wrong.

I took the opportunity and spoke to Nai nai in a very grieved tone,"I don't want new school. I want to stay at home." and sounded as if I was about to broke down but still trying to hold back my tears.

This really broke Nai nai's heart and worried her. She asked to speak to Mama again and asked why I was saying such. Mama said I had napped less than an hour and was tired and hence whiney. Nai nai was worried the teachers in school had mis-treated me but Mama was confident the teachers are doing me good.

Nai nai hung up but called back about 20 minutes later to ask again why I did not want to go school. Mama had to tell Nai nai she had asked me to pack my bags to go stay with Nai nai and there is no need for new school anymore. Hearing that, I had burst out crying," I don't want Nai nai house. I want to go to new school. I want to go to new school..."

Nai nai asked why I was speaking like that and Mama explained I was tired and as a child, I would just change my stand easily. Looks like I am not the only one who needs reassurance.

So I had been like this for this week. Chanting "I don't want (new) school, I don't want (new) school" while allowing my parents to help me wear my uniform, while I co-operated and took a bus to school with Mama, while walking towards school.

When I arrived in school, I will cry as I know Mama is leaving. I don't just whine at her departure. I go red in the face and squeeze out some tears. This got Mama's attention and thoughts as I had not exhibited such behaviour the whole of this year even though I had been attending school.

Twice, Mama had hidden herself somewhere to peep at me after dropping me. She noticed that the teachers do give me more personal attention. Just yesterday, she saw me on a teacher's lap as our class sang nursery rhymes. Though I didn't look happy I had stopped crying soon after she left and was following some of the actions in Incey Wincy Spider...

Strangely, when Papa picked me up from school on Tuesday, I actually was not too enthusiastic to leave. I only doubled up when I was told Papa/Mama will leave without me.

Yesterday, I started to nap in school. Teacher Karen shared I offered to shower her when she was showering me after lunch and she had to tell me she did not need me to shower her. I also asked her to lie down next to me when she patted me for nap. I told her Mama also laid down to rest with me.

Mama thought it was very nice to see me sleeping on the mattress with my friends when she arrived earlier than arranged to pick me up. I was sound asleep and Teacher Karen had to wake me up so that I can leave with Mama.

Mama did not ask how long I had napped but one thing she was happy about : I had been so tired I slept from 9.30pm last night to about 7.15am this morning. If you know my records, I usually sleep at around 11pm. Mama is certainly glad childcare is doing good for my sleeping pattern.

Looks like I will be staying in school until 5.30pm next week....

Positive Feedback

No pictures for this post. Mama can't be shooting pictures when my teacher is giving her feedback about my day in school, right? Then again, it's kind of comical if she whips out a camera and starts taking pictures in the midst of talking with Teacher. haha...

So this is more for posterity, probably not in chronological sequence as 1 week has already passed since I started school and Mama can't remember that much anymore.

My parents are happy to hear lots of positive comments about me from Teacher Karen. It could be that I am new in school and hence, Teacher Karen gives me a daily report whenever Mama or Papa comes to pick me up from school.

Just yesterday, Teacher Karen told Mama I was a very good boy! She told Mama I had instructed her to say so to Mama. But was I really a good boy in school? The answer is, YES! Teacher Karen said she herself had wanted to say I am good.

On the first (or was it second) day of school, I told Teacher Yati I did not want to eat vegetable when I was served broccoli for lunch. Teacher Yati then hid the vegetable beneath the rice and I finished all my food. I had also learnt to place my eating utensils gently back into the red bucket after my meals.

Teacher Karen also gave the feedback I did not walk around but was very good. Though I had pushed my friend on the first day of school, I stopped the behaviour after Teacher Karen told me very firmly I was not supposed to do that. By the second day(or third), I had not been known to push my friend.

Though I keep nagging to Teacher Karen for Papa and Mama to bring me home, I did not whine much.

On my second day in school, I saw a friend crying. I went over and showed my affection to him by putting my hand around his shoulders. There was another friend crying and I asked Teacher Karen,"She needs her mummy, is it?"

This was so for the first 2 days in school but things changed after the weekend passed. More of that in another post.

My First Day in School (Again!)

Yes, it's another school again. Mama counted I attended school at 3 different locations this year. We started off with StarTots a 8 minute-bus trip away, then transferred to the branch 5 minutes walk away (depending on how fast we walk) and now, this new school called Amazing Star Montessorri just 2 bus stops away from Choa Chu Kang Bus Interchange.

The adults call it a childcare centre but I call it "new school". Mama had tried not to mention to me it's a childcare centre as there were several occasions when she said she will send me to a childcare centre when she was very very frustrated with me. Now that I am really attending one, the last thing she wants for me is to think I am being sent there as a punishment. It certainly is not.

On my first day of school, Papa was at home to bring me there. See, the above is the picture he took for me before we left. I was wearing my long sleeved Angry Bird pyjamas inside the uniform as the sky seemed overcast and Mama wanted me to be kept warm in case it rains and gets cold.

This time round, I went to school with a small entourage. Papa, Mama and Nai Nai went to school with me.

We picked Nai Nai up from her place before we went to school. Nai nai had expressed her intention to go with us to take a look on my first day. She actually asked Teacher Karen if she could tour the kitchen but was denied access very politely by Teacher Karen as my parents already toured the school when they went school-shopping some time ago.

The children who arrived before me was at the assembly area and they were singing kiddy songs projected on a screen. This is Teacher Karen, my new teacher. She actually had me helped click the mouse of the computer soon after I arrived as I wanted to be part of the action. I was allowed to click the mouse to start the next song but once the song starts to play, I was supposed to be seated. Not bad for a start. :D

As I am new to attending a childcare centre, I am given lots of personal attention by the teachers. The teacher who is showing her palm in the picture below is Teacher Karen who is probably my main caregiver. She gives lots of positive feedback to my parents when they pick me up. The other teacher next to me is Teacher Yati and I always say, "I don't want Teacher Yati" but more of that in another post. This is the bag area where I am supposed to leave my bag after I arrive. Mama has no idea why the whole group of us is made to sit there. Not that she cares to find out either. ;p

Here's the weekly schedule as well as the menu for my first 2 days in school. Mama had no time to process so much information and so she took pictures to read at leisure.

She was really surprised Nai Nai had memorised what I would be eating for breakfast and lunch for the next 2 days after looking at the menu. We are indeed treading on her area of expertise as she used to be a cook at a childcare centre.

Mama had always imagined she will just drop and go for my first day at childcare but at Teacher Karen's "invitation", she stayed with me until I had my breakfast. Though I was registered for full day childcare, Teacher Karen had advised us to start slow with my first 2 days ending after lunch at about 1230pm. So far, so good for my first 2 days in school. However, the best is yet to be... ;p

Shirt with Angry Birds

In the past few months, I had been wearing more T-shirts with Angry Birds printed on them. It started when Nai Nai came back from the church camp in Sept with 2 Angry Birds T-shirts. Then, Mama bought me the one above when she was shopping for my pyjamas. Papa bought me another one recently. 1 of the main reasons my parents bought me these T-shirts is because they cost about $4 each piece which is relatively affordable.

When Papa saw me carry an Angry Bird soft toy, he asked Mama to snap the picture above to capture the corresponding Angry Birds in my hands and on my T-shirt. So Mama asked me to pose for her... say cheese....

A Special Piece of Work

This month, I did not go to school and Mama spent more time with me at home doing work. One day, when we were doing work, Mama held my hand and we wrote my name on a piece of paper several times using crayons of different colours at my request. After filling almost the entire piece of paper, I asked to write "Papa", "Mama" and "Nai nai" on the paper too.

There was not much space left and Mama had to squeeze the words in.

Then, to Mama's surprise, I asked to write "Gu Gu" and "Gu Zhang" on paper too. Then the work was completed. I stopped asking Mama to write. Mama thinks Gu Gu and Gu Zhang must had left a tremendous impression on me that I wanted to write their "names" on paper. :D

Can you spot where is "Papa, Mama, Nai Nai, Gu Gu and Gu Zhang"?

44th Month Old

Hi all,

I am already 44 months old!

I learnt to pose for the camera using my fingers in the month that passed. See, this picture above was taken on my 44th month birthday after my nap.

This month, I am really sweet with my words and gestures. Even Mama who is usually rather indifferent had her heart melted on several occasions. Without prompting, I would randomly thank Mama very specifically. For example, I would suddenly say,"Thank you Mama for helping me at shoes," if I want to thank her for helping me put on my shoes. Grammatically incorrect with the prepositions mis-used but I am only 3.5 years old!

I will also apologise specifically for my mistakes. I observe Mama very carefully when I make a blunder like spilling water and if Mama flies into a rage, I will say,"Sorry Mama to spill water"

Mama is very amazed at how specific I am with my words of thanks and apologies. She had certainly never taught me to say such things to her or anyone. Perhaps I had picked this up when some time ago we often prayed together asking God for forgiveness for the mistakes we had made.

Of course, with better usage of words and more words, it means I can communicate my needs and wants. For example, I will tell Mama to "turn and face me" when she is trying to help me fall asleep by patting me.

Mini-debates also ensued. Just last evening, I asked Mama if I could "take off shoes" to play barefooted at the playground. Mama refused as the ground was wet after rain. I touched the ground with my hand and said,"Floor is not wet." Mama could not find a better reason and resorted to "I am your mother and I said NO". Sigh, better to give in to her at times like these when she raised her voice at me.

A few hours just before Mama wrote this post, she was supposed to be reading to me in my room. She sneezed and I actually went out of my room into the dark living room. She disliked me going out when I am supposed to prepare for bed but when I came back with a piece of tissue for her, she could not bring herself to fault me.

This month, I am also picking up more life skills and in the process, frustrates my parents, particularly, Papa. I am very very interested in playing with locks and keys and had mastered how to unlock the gate to my house. Many a times, I am capable of unlocking the door too but Papa does not want me to do that for fear I may break the key while it's still in the keyhole and we will have to change the lock. See, here I was with Papa before we left the house. I insisted on locking the gate and my parents had to give in to me though they rather do it on their own as I take quite a while.

I also learnt to open the tin of milk powder using a teaspoon as a lever. I had also mastered covering the tin after Mama has scooped out the milk powder. When I first started learning to do it, Mama was rather reluctant for me to touch the tin as she disliked me taking a longer time and prolonging the exposure of milk powder to moisture from the air. Many a times, she will scold me for doing it wrongly, especially when I experimented with closing the tin with the other side of the lid. If I had not been more persistent about fiddling with the milk tin, I would never had learnt this.

So through all the frustrations, Mama comforted herself with the thought that it's good for me to learn the life skill of learning to use the teaspoon as a lever and practise covering the milk tin. This will help me be more independent. If she had not stood her ground, I would had learnt to scoop milk powder out to make milk for myself. But she is too fearful of the mess I will make with the milk powder and it did not help that the couple of times I touched the milked powder, she said unkind things to me.

This month, I had also grown closer to Papa. Sometimes, when I cry, I will utter "Papa". This is because I had been spending more time with Papa who is now working on part-time basis. Once, I asked Mama where was Papa and she said Papa left to drink coffee. I immediately said,"I want to drink coffee with Papa." Little did I know that was Papa's way of regrouping himself. But don't you think my response is very sweet? :D

This month, Mama started using a bath tub for my bath time. She had read many times that an evening bath is relaxing and can be used as a part of a routine to prepare me for bed and she had thought she had been doing it, showering me every evening. One day, it finally dawned on her that having a bath and having a shower is very different and she decided to start letting me play with water in a bath tub again.

This blue bath tub was the one Shu Shu had used when he was very young. When I was born, Nai nai took it out of storage, cleaned it and used it to bathe me. See how much I had grown! Now, this blue bath tub had gone into storage again. Mama is letting me use a red one which my maternal grandma gave to Mama as part of the wedding gifts when Mama married Papa years ago. That one is slightly bigger. I really enjoy the water play and at the end of the play, I love to tilt the bath tub to see all the water being thrown out. Splash!

I am also getting more aware of our positions as I will tell Mama we are "out from the house", "out from the church". She will correct me that we are "out of the house" or "we had left the church building".

I had also learnt to sing many songs. Now, I can sing Jesus Loves Me (this I know), Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, the ABC song and the Teapot Song. When I request for my CD to be played when we travel in Papa's car, I will always request for "ABC song then the Teapot song"

That's about all Mama can recall at the moment. Thanks for reading this far. Bye... :D

A Coincidence or An Intended Piece of Work?

The other day, Mama was busy cooking dinner in the kitchen and left me to my own means in the living room. Guess what she saw when she came out of the kitchen?

This!!

Though Mama kind of used a harsh tone to say something like"You will be punished when Papa comes back from work!", she could not help but to take a picture of the picture before she tried to remove the drawing. Thank God I had used a marker with water-soluble ink and the marks came off easily.

Don't you think it was a nice picture I had drawn? :D

Daniel the Pseudo Chess Master

Hi all, end of last month, I kind of learnt that I can move some international chess pieces around on the iPad. A child prodigy in international chess? Mama hardly thinks so.... ;p

Last Day of School at 8 Intelligence

Today marks the last day of school at 8 Intelligence for me. It has been a year since I was in this school. If you have remembered, I was originally posted quite far away from my home but God has answered our prayers and I was posted near to my home.

Below are a few parting photos in my classroom and with my teachers-Sharon and Mdm Chen:

Hair Cut Again

This picture was taken on my 43rd month birthday. I just woke up from my nap and was seated at the computer when Mama took this picture. Boy, don't you think my hair looks like I needed another hair cut? So Mama brought me to a new place for a haircut. This place is called QB house.

Mama had to wait outside the shop when my hair was being cut. It's good that I can still see her through the glass wall or I may not be too happy to have my haircut there. Still, I sat still as best as I could for the cut.

See the new look. I look better now, right? :D

Do A Dot Markers

Hi all, it's me again, using Do a Dot Markers.

Some time ago, Mama read about these markers from another blog and she had been toying with the idea of getting them for me. When the markers finally came in, it took her a couple of days before she introduced them to me.

I call them "Do a Dot". Basically, they are bottles of coloured paint that are ready to be used. When the cover is unscrewed, you will see a sponge on top and you just turn the bottle over, squeeze the bottle and the coloured paint will come out through the sponge.

Mama read it's convenient as no brushes, cups or anything was needed and there is no need to worry about spillage as the paint only comes out when you squeeze the bottle. The not so good thing is that I can only dab and not use the bottles like big paint brushes.

Still, I like it so much that the following day, I woke up from sleep and the first thing I asked for was to "do a dot". Mama was only happy to oblige. This is my very first masterpiece. If Mama remembers correctly, it's already been trashed.... sigh.

I am Doing Work

Recently, I am also more conscious of doing work. In fact, there was this evening when Mama told me Rendy gor-gor, Nai nai's tenant, needs to do his work (school work) and I quickly asked to go home because I wanted to do work too.

A fortnight ago, Mama bought a paper puncher which can punch out the shape of butterflies on paper. She got Papa to draw 9 flowers on the papers, numbered them and attempted to make me paste the correct number of butterflies on each flower. See me working hard in the picture above? Well, I didn't really finish the work I was supposed to do but it was a good try.

In the picture below, I was doing work again. Mama bought Do a Dot markers and here I am, trying it out on Angry Birds. Mama will blog more about these in another post.

Here I am again, working on a new puzzle. Actually, it's not a real puzzle but it's a teaching tool for helping Mama's students learn fractions. Mama thought she will let me try it as a mini-puzzle.

See the finished product? Not bad, right? But it took a couple of tries before I could be convinced to do this puzzle.

Looks like the coming holidays will be a slightly more busy one for me...

V is for Victory

This month, I am also making more V-signs with my fingers when I am asked to pose for pictures. Not very perfect V yet but see me go at it! :D

Choir Boy in the Making?

On 23rd October, our church celebrated Music Sunday and our choir director called for choir members from past and present to sing the Hallelujah Chorus. Papa responded and the day before Music Sunday, Mama and I were in church together with Papa for the rehearsal.

Initially, we were right in front in the church sanctuary and there was a period of time the choir was at the back. When the choir took their position at the front and the music came on, I ran to the back of the sanctuary saying,"I want one, I want one!"

Mama took a while to figure out what was the "one" I was referring to. I wanted a black file just like the ones the every choir member held in their hands. Mama could not find any file and passed off a church bulletin as a file for me.

She was so proud of me when I actually joined the choir! The video below may not show very clearly but Mama saw me mouth some words of the chorus when she took the video.

Better still, I was singing with Papa! :D

I Can Cycle!

Hi all,

Under Papa's patient guidance, I can now cycle on a tricycle! Though I am not very good at it, having to push the tricycle to get it moving a little before I keep it going with my peddling, but at least I can move around in a tricycle.... :D

Looking Silly

Hi all, you can't see my face clearly?

Ok, here's another shot.

It's Mama trying to make me look silly by taking out my T-shirt halfway. But I like looking silly too...

Don't you think I look very good in this silly shot above? :D

One for...

There was one evening last month when I was taking out a straw, to drink Yakult or something. Mama can't quite remember what was the occasion. Most likely it's just an usual evening with nothing special going on.

But what Mama remembers very clearly was that I took the 2 straws below and said," One for Gu Gu, one for Gu Zhang."

Mama quickly took a picture of the straws above, deciding that she will blog about this some day.

Just last night, Papa showed me a picture of my extended family and I could identify Gu Gu and Gu Zhang. Such love I have for them! :)

ps : Mama thinks if postage to US is just 5o cents, I probably would have made a few rounds to US already. She really can't wait to get rid of me, can she? haha...

43 Months Old!

Hi all,

I turn 43 months old today! Kind of funny that I seemed to grow by 1 month within a blog post but this shows how Mama has really been slacking about blogging.

This month, I am speaking more Mama-talk. My parents could tell how my speech take after Mama. For example, when I want to say no without being too insistent, I would say,"No lar," which is probably what Mama had been saying to me as she was never very firm with me.

I am also spouting very funny sentences like "I am playing. Don't disturb me or I will be angry with you." Mama believes I also learnt this from her. It's funny to hear me speak like an adult in this way.

I can also get very sweet with words. I say thank you very naturally if something is handed to me. Many a times, I will say, "Mama, thanks for helping me with this" or thank her for some specific help she has rendered like "thanks for wiping my poop".

I am also instructional. One of the many frequent happenings recently is after my last milk feed for the night, I will tell Mama to wash the milk bottle while I go do my poo and pee. Many a times, Mama will follow my instructions to realise pleasantly that she need not worry about unwashed bottles and she can just focus on helping me fall asleep if she follows my instruction.

My parents noted iPad is starting to lose its appeal to me with its limited number of games (Papa reformatted it after I caused it to crash and there are about 5-6 games only) and Papa has now added more games to iPad. My parents think the most useful application they had downloaded is Timelock which is actually a timer for the iPad. Now, my parents can control my time on the iPad with more ease.

This month, I am also making Mama pretty frustrated wanting to act like an adult. For example, I insist on covering the milk tin after Mama has finished scooping out the milk powder. I will also ask to make milk but Mama said I am too young to do that and I have to wait until I am 5 years old.

I am also very keen to open the gate to our house whenever we need to leave the house and when we come home. This can take quite a while and it sometimes frustrates my parents. But I can already unlock the gate on my own. Another step to being a grown-up. Whoopee!

This month, I also spend more time with Papa as he started working part and only needs to go to office for 2 days. This picture was taken on a slightly rainy morning when my parents sent me to school.



Papa has also taught me to ride my tricycle. I can now cycle on my own. Mama will post another blog on that one another day.

My favourite place this month is a special gym called Hand in Hand. I go there every Tuesday to see Weiting jie jie who would do fun activities with me. I enjoy it every much and will be very cooperative with my parents if I know we are on our way there.

Ok, that's about all at the moment. See you again. :D