while running to lectures today...

saw a tall ang moh guy holding the hand of a girl who looked 10 or 11 while crossing exhibition road...

made me miss my little sister very badly... my little sister who's not so little, but almost my height, who still wants me to hold her hand when I take her out, who still insists on sleeping in my room when I'm back on holidays, who likes me to plait her hair for her and paint her nails, who still calls me 'chappy' and talks in her baby way, whom I really wish was here in London right now because I have so many things I want to show her... because even though she thinks her chappy's life is way too tough for her, she knows she wants to come here some day.