usually we associate 'eeeeeee' with the reaction you get when you talk about something absolutely revolting. but when it's EE EE it's something rather affectionate. HAHAHA my soft spot.
yes! ee ee= AUNTY! like AH YEE. u know, in chinese. omgoshhhhh i'm here after the chem paper, after squishing my hands from playing my cello again and i'm laughing to myself watching my little niece's videos i just put into the computer! che if you're reading this, don't worry, i don't post your little tyke frivolously on the web (:
anyhow it came to me as a thought to blog about how it feels like being a REAL aunty, and by that i mean, not having a niece or nephew who's your COUSIN or distant relative's kiddo. yeahyeahyeah i guess other pple do have siblings who ahve kids too so maybe you can identify! AHHA. but i've only one sister!
yes. me and my rambles. it's funny how i was thinking the other day about the difference btwn having a younger sibling and a young niece and i realise, there really IS a big difference. it's kinda like a whole new thing cos though siblings will take care of each other, the instinct is the'sisterly-brotherly' instinct. whereas in this case, i feel it isn't even a sisterly instinct or a nanny instinct, but something else! it's like a half MUMMY AND HALF SISTER INSTINCT. HAHAHAH!
yeah and stuff like that make you grow up in perspective sometimes. wahh sometimes i have to tell myself not to think like such a laokokkok. YES but anyhow i was telling my mum that i kinda understood and felt for parents now cos i can imagine years down the road and if ever shan calls me or requests for anything, it's literally like YES! I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU! (well, not fully i guess) but to the point that she's really gonna mean a lot to me, simply cos i'd watch her grow up.
made me think about my parents, about everyone's parents, and how they've watched us as babies, as kids, and loved us, no matter how they tried or failed. I thought about how it's inevitable that when we grow up we hate our parents putting their arms around us, or giving us a hug at times, (so uncool?) and parents are still thinking- that's my little boy, or that's my little girl. on the other hand, there are kids who've never been loved openly by their parents, but been ruled by strict rules and THE CANE. ah, being a parent must be hard i think. plus, i always wonder how my parents can trust me so much to close the doors, to have my own 'privacy' and not worry. i guess i'll never understand the difficulty of that till i experience it myself.
then again, things in life are inevitable. a kid can't just UNDERSTAND all these things when they're say.. 5? it's only now, when i'm old enough to understand that i see things this way.
alright. i've gotta run! DINNNNNER.
this little piggy cried WEE WEE WEEEE all the way home
HAHAHAH (:
shern