past, present and future

hey you... hey me!
i miss you and i miss me ;)
yeah baby, it feels like autumn. the sun is out yet its pretty windy.

dad, my personal tutor have called me first thing in the morning mumbling of the new york post. i never had mum as my teacher where else all the MU had the oppurtunity. so here i am, having dad as my tutor instead. yes, it is annoying to have your parents as your tutor. because my parents are unlike other parents. i mean we are not that close but we are close enough to notice each other.

by the way, my son was around. i am not pregnant, married, divorce or having a secret life partner. but i have a cute son whom i devoted to. i have learned a lot since he came to my life. i have understand the love my parents have for me. the love that couldnt be bought or exchange. most importantly i have considered why my parents want the best for me. as i myself have drafts the best for my son.

however,  i was a little lazy when my dad points out the article. the truth, i have yet read last week the edge let alone this week. i was caught up with paulo coelho and the recent book i pick up, the politics of rich and poor. i know i have give my word for the economic knowledge but at times i take things for granted. sigh!

i can never run with pa whom had mastered economic knowledge and thinking skills at the kings college, oxford in the blink of an eye.
i could never be mo whom one of the best student at alchemea, london apart from one of the best DJ in the uk in 2002.
i guess i am not able to be dad whom reach his first million at the age of 25 or mum whom without fail the best student at all institution she attends.
all i can be is me. the petite lass whom have big dreams and lives in the future but never walk towards it. yup, i have abondon my dream. i am putting a side my wishlist. i can never promise my parents because i am taking a break from doodling my life. but i never loose faith. i swear one day i'll be the lawyer at Allen & Overy. let the right time come, let the angels lead the way cause i know god knows best. there is reason for everything.

coming back to the call; it was one part of the edge article on the famous malaysian man of mystery. Jho Low at the age of 28 enjoying a lavish life making waves in New York clubs.
it is amazing how he spends endlessly, what is his means of business?
UBG Bhd here i come!