Too fast too fast...

This is a fast year.

So many things happened, yet i feel so unaccomplished at the same time. Time just doesnt show any mercy at all doesnt it? Before i realised, another half a year had gone past. Everything is just way too fast or was it just me who's refusing to let reality sink in? It's like a dream where except you didnt realised you're dreaming.

It's worst when there's a kid at home, the speed he's growing up is scary. Today you're you and he's learning how to crawl. You're still you tomorrow but he'd learned how to walk. You're still this damn thing, he's running around and playing in the next room. Before i know it, he gives me kisses and hugs and says goodnite before he goes to bed. He'd just celebrated his 2nd bday today. Some mornings, he'll run into my room and jumped onto my bed, poking my face with his tiny fingers deliberately.. I would hide under my covers refusing to wake up and he would giggle and poke even harder *Ouch*

Message of the day?
It's Time to wake up. You'll always need someone to poke your face to wake you up every now and then.

p/s: I will post up some pictures of the "party" once my sis returns with the camera tomorrow night.