Happy Birthday to you~

22nd November. That's one date that never leaves my mind. This is for you mom. I love you so much. Not even a million words can express how much I love you because words can't reach the level of the bond we share. The bond we share is priceless, precious and cannot be bought at all. No gold or silver can be used to get what we share.

You're a typical mom. You do everything a mom does. Love, assure, praise, hug, and even scold. But to me you're special because your words are wiser than anything else I've heard. Wiser than Obama for example, because in my eyes, you're my Obama. My hero. You never fail to cheer me up when I fall, and when you fall, I do the same. You're strong and you stand above everything else in my world. You're my role model.

Birthdays are special and I want you to feel special on yours. Never forget that. No one can ruin it for you because today belongs to you and you only. No one else. Smile so hard that your cheeks will feel tired and laugh so hard that people will think you're mad but the world belongs to you today, so nobody can take it away. Remember that.

Happy Birthday Mom, this is for you.

<3 Sharm

Time never stops~

It's already the middle of the school holidays, rain's dropping down on the glossy glass windows, making beautiful patterns out of their clear, delicate water droplets. I can feel the gentle wind brushing past my face as I look out of the window. Strands of my black hair dance a little in the cooling wind. Time really flies. It's been almost a month since I've got back my lousy results. Darn. Its november now and strangely, the outside is beginning to look like we have autumn. I see yellow leaf piles, bare branches and more.

Soon we're going to Turkey for a vacation and I'm even counting down. 26 more days and counting. Time never stops ticking the way I see it. Sometimes I wish I could stop the clocks from making their horrible tick tock noise. The other day I hated it so much till I threw my clock in the drawer. Things like that are just like  signs to tell you that time's running out and that really sucks bad.

So I'm gonna stop typing now, and try to find a way to stop time. Maybe even invent a time machine. Who knows? I could get lucky.

<3
Sharm