I had a really great day today, or rather yesterday. I came home wanting to share with Dave, then found out he was in a really bad mood. It's amazing how someone's mood can rub off on you. I'm not feeling good now either.

But anyway I'll talk about my day to try to cheer myself up.

I have a new lecturer, Yvonne. I love her lessons. Really really love. I had her lessons from time to time in the first 2 modules but now its her all the way till the end for the next month. She draws from her own counselling experiences from real clients she sees everyday.

She makes everything so easy to understand, and all so interesting. I kind of rekindled my interest in psychology today, after learning that she will be teaching us from now on. I've never been so keen on doing my assignments early and not waiting until the last minute, and even reading up on my own.

The last module is really hands on. We get the play the roles of counsellor and client. I did it with one of my classmate. She is a mother herself. We were supposed to share something good that happened so that the other can learn how to speak in a therapeutic tone.

I had a hard time thinking what good that happened to me, then I remembered my mother. It was her birthday on Tuesday. I didn't call her, because I was sure that she wasn't going to see me that night. But when I went home I saw her and my dad with her birthday cake on the table, waiting for me.

I was so happy she thought of me and wanted to spend her birthday with me although we don't live together. I recounted that experience, and I cried after just 1 min of trial counselling. Well not cried, my eyes just turned red and filled with water.

My classmate was a mother herself, so she reassured me that my mom still loves me and still think of me although we don't see each other. I miss her so much. I have haunting dreams about her and my dad at night. I wish they didn't move. Which child wants to be away from their parents.

I just finished my project about how to raise an emotionally secure child. Sigh. I used to wonder why I didn't feel secure about my parents, and thru my project I found that my parents didn't do majority of the things that I talked about in my project.

Well, I'm just really glad and grateful they still think of me.