i hopped on a bus. took a seat at the back with my ipod. at the corner of my eyes, i saw alot of gestures. i turned to my left and saw a boy no older than 4. he constantly hits his wrist while opening and closing his mouth. i remove my earphones and listen. he couldnt speak. tears welled up immediately.

yesterday one kid came up to me with a pound for payment. obviously that was a cheat but i left it go and i furiously messaged kenny about it, telling him the world is dying.

and a 11 year old was short of 80cents and i wanted to chip in but my bro and his friends thinks its ironic to do that because of various reasons.

is it because of age? or because motherly instinct kicks in? i realised i get so affected by children lately. i recalled not liking children because they are a pain in the ass and i often have this weird image running in my head that i will lost my kid if i bring the child out.

p/s things are getting a little too tough but i'm glad i have my friends for this period of time (=