Reading through my lovely supervisor's blog about she got the nerve illness since may (from her blog recorded). Feel sorry to hear so yet when we met her yesterday for a quick lunch (yet ended up for one and a half hour at KFC), she looked fine. Feel relief when seeing her, who is still so optimist, and is getting recovery (as she told us she was off medication yesterday). Like what she always says,
when life gives you lemon, make lemonade. That's the way she is every now and then.
Back to her blog, well, she is so real in her post, unlike who she is. You will never feel that she is unreachable. And she is cute with her conversation and action too. And she reminded me about a song called que sera sera, which my mom taught me and i always sang to her when i was a kid. However i just knew the first phrase of the lyrics, but now i know the whole lyrics, thank to dr.
Below copied from
http://dsha-bellspalsy.blogspot.com/2009/05/25-mei-2009-isnin-siang-di-ummc.html QUE SERA... SERA of Doris Day:
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother: What will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me: Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.
When I grew up and fell in love, I asked my sweetheart: What lies ahead? Will we have rainbows day after day?
Here's what my sweetheart said: Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.
Now I have children of my own. They ask their mother: What will I be? Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly: Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera. What will be, will be. Que sera, sera.