going to school...

ya... she loves the bedtime chitchat, just like me...

when I was still studying, if I sleepover in my friend's place, what I love most is, chitchat till somehow, don't-know-why-we-fall-asleep kinda thing... ^_^

anyway,

just the 2 nights ago,

she was saying... (she's pretty good at "testing water")

"if I don't like to go to school, I still have to go to school, right?"

I heard,

and I asked, "why do you not like to go to school?" (feeling a little bit guilty... don't we all hate going to school, at some stage? haha! ok, maybe I really liked going to my kindy, then, primary school, but then, I really didn't quite like my secondary school, and college, cos, that's the part where the stress continuously build-up, but then, I love my uni "era")

she then told me, "cos I like mama, I miss mama!"

I smiled, and told her, "if that's the reason, then it's fine..."

...............

of course our conversation didn't stop here,

then, I went on to lengthy explanation that, one day, she's to grow out of it, ie. the stage where she's so attached to me, ie. separation anxiety, ie. becoming independent, ie. papa mama will grow old, I skip the part which, papa mama will grow old and die one day, well, it's late at night, I didn't want to make her cry...

yes, she somehow understands the meaning of death, somehow, not exactly, cos, whenever I talk about that,

it equals to "no more"...

anyway...

very soon, that conversation gets into the "feel" that, she found it a bit stressful, or unpleasant,

so, she told me, "I want to sleep already..."

then, ok, good night, and sweet dream!