Slept at two. Woke up at eleven. Life's good until you hear all these loud thunders and heavy raindrops from outside. This reminds me: ever since I moved to Hong Kong, I noticed that it rained every Sunday. No kidding. Every Sunday-- the only family day!! The day I wanted my dad to bring to the park or the day I want my mom to take to my kumon class or piano class... but no, it's always my helper who brings me out to play :( But it's fine!! At least now I know that I will spend more time with my parents to make up the time I've missed as child!!
But the sad thing is I will have to wait till 2013 for them to come to US and wait till 2014 or 2015 for me to go back to Hong Kong for good (maybe!).
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