It runs in the blood!

It’s the cool night that I really love, and sitting down to just think abt stuffs… Yes, I do admit that I think a lot, and I really enjoy doing it… :X It’s really strange that you know someone better after they have passed on, and more astonishing to find the same traits running in my very own blood. I remember my secondary school days when literature suddenly grabbed me and started this frenzy of poetry writing. It was a school trend that I had set on fire, even the teachers joined in to help us improve on our poetry writings. The spark in the teachers eyes were burning with excitement.

To think of it, I never did share with my grandpa about this sudden interest, this poet ambition was such a way off thing that my parents cannot understand why where I get the inclination from. I wish I had, cos if I had done so, we would have much more to talk abt and relate to each other ? I distinctively remember my parents wondering why I like reading and poetry so much, when neither of them can stand words and characters… Now I have the answer, becos I take after grandpa. In fact, I take after ALL of my “upstream” … :D

Grandpa Lim – Real life poet… I am impressed! Now I know why I like reading and poetry when neither of my parents is into it. He taught me wat free spirit means… and how long I had forgotten abt it.

Grandma Lim – Keep of memories in ALL ways, she keeps the littlest things that draws any relations to any memories. Her fierce fight against loss time was victorious! She too loved reading, she was the one who gotten me glues to the book cupboard in her hse whenever I am there.

Grandpops on my ma’s side – Coffee lover who once owned coffee shops, and taxi driver… Coffee drinking was a ceremony when kids turned adult in the family… only adults can drink coffee, so u can guess how much I am into coffee last time. Not to mention my love to take cabs… HEHEHEHE

Grandmama on my ma’s side – The biggest trait got to be the love to feed ppl! Cooking itself has no meaning, but if you are cooking for ppl u love, it’s a different story altogether! The one year away from home was the best experience I had, cos I know I was cooking for my friends and buddy!

Mum & Dad ? Well, if you know them, u will know I am the exact replicate of them… can’t complain! :)