reunion at the round table.

Slowly but surely, I think I'm really loving shopping.
My resolution of trying to upgrade my appearance is backed up by my dad.
He's my personal shopper. Haha.
I think I can see why people say I'm his favourite.
He doesn't even shop for himself as he find it a chore. Yet he's the one who's so enthused to take me shopping. "Coincidentally", all the clothes he chose are the ones that he commented nice, the rest of my wardrobe is not approved.

My mom is worse when it comes to fashion. For herself it's ok, she's so slim, everything looks nice. When I look at her I always ponder why don't I get her slim and tiny genes? Especially her legs. Don't say hers, in my family, compared with my dad, mom and brothers, I have the fattest legs...... WTH right? Anyway, my mom never really teach me to be feminine and to dress up. What she inherit to me is her inability to shop. We are the same as in we can go around the whole day trying to shop and end up buying nothing. -_-

I was also looking at photo album the other day and found that when I was young, I look exactly like my eldest bro and he look really cute. =p Hence, me too. And I see how fit my dad was with his 8-pack bod and my mom ofcourse with her plasma contour. My second bro was quite fat but he's been fair since back then.

As I flip through the pages, sadness creeps in as I realise that what I'm looking at is just memories. And I do wonder how 2 people who loves me unconditionally can hate each other this much. In those pages are proof of the times passed together, all the smiling faces. But how can they forget all of that? Can't they even remember how it used to be? Or are they so consumed by greed that nothing else matters? All that's remembered is bitterness, and even the sweetest memories are turned as mistakes and blame. Something happens along the way that only they themselves know and it's no use now. So when are they ever gonna let go and move on?