This is not supposed to be anywhere near the start of every HIMYM episode, which is your mum's favourite show at the moment!! I hope you guys wont think I'm lame (don't even know whether you kids use the word lame anymore.)

Anyways, I am writing to you way ahead of conception. -_-

Please grow up to be good, obedient kids. And please do not follow your mum's footsteps on her 4th day of work attachment, which was playing with a stapler for 10 minutes. Please also not be ashamed and gasp loudly when I tell you this story, together with the one where I fell asleep not once, not twice but FOUR times during the job!! Okay, kids, I am now ashamed of myself.

I promise not to give you guys pressure, considering that granpa & granma did a great job in raising us up! I'm new at this kid-mum thing as I'm the youngest! I just want you kids to know that everything that you guys have set your minds in doing, daddy and I will try to support you and not try to weave you into something I want, like a doctor for example. What I want in you, is something special called individuality, which is something which took me a long time to find, and it is something that you should be extremely proud of. I know everyone says I'm pushy, but I will try to be as supportive as I can, showering you with worthwhile, long lasting things in life like education, music and skills.Yes, this may include some musical instruments of the string family, but I will not force you if you really dislike it. And I'll say sorry in advance from taking away luxuries like the new wii23 or any consoles, you can always have my nds lite! Let us show Aunty Mung's kid what we are made of!! Of course, I was just kidding, didn't I say that I wont be a pushover?! I just beg of you to get a good education, whether Arts or Sciences, as long as you really have the interest, passion and enthusiasm, just like what mummy has towards chocolates! I also hope you refrain yourselves from slutty shim shams or rat bastards, which I from past experience know quite a few.

Just don't grow up to be like Auntie Mung, because I'll probably die of depression as she was the meanie who set this essay topic on me, which may cause potential suitors who I assume are commitment phobics ( What do you expect? I'm too young to get married la! I'm just a relatively young person with a wide open map, not sure where to set my size 7 footsteps!),to drop the suiting up like hot potatoes!

Always know that I will always be proud of you, and please try to earn more than mummy who was nearly driven close to bored tears during a mere week of work attachment! How many diet & (insert a disease) booklet can someone read in 1 week? Loads apparently!!

And please refrain yourselves from knowing rat bastards and slutty shimshams before you get to uni.

And please let me know if idiotic morons who usually come in shape of guys who think they are cool ( refer to rat bastards) taunt you in school. I will whoop their asses, as I am able to recall the baboons that did the same to me when I was younger which left me, what is the word, broken. And I would not want the same stupid people to spoil my babies childhood.