Tuesday, February 17, 2009 / 7:54 AM
Weather: sunny
17th February 2008
Music: crush-David archutela
event: Bel's bday(:
haha. well, its unlike of me to post after the day that ive posted. but oh well here goes. Today has been a really really tiring, exhuasting, bad and arduous day for me. with school ending at 440, sectionals till 7.00, (but i left at 6 for bishan), reached 7.00 at bishan for econs tuition all the way till 9.45. and got home like not long ago(the time now's like 11.56) there's organic chem test tmr, so im gonna mug as much as i can after this post. But reason for this post is, today's dinner suddenly made me remember about that something which i have always wanted to blog for for very long but always cant remember to do so. yup.
After i got home, exhausted, showered, mum cooked dinner today. Somehow, im thankful that my mum cooks at times, like perhaps once/twice out of 4 days? yup. haha. whenever she cooks, im like, woa, im the most blessed kid in the world kindda feel. In the past, I used to find mcdonald's and kfc is like the best food in the world. But i guess when you grow up, you just start to slowly realize that the best things all come from home. I guess, when nobody wants you anymore in school, like even if you're the most loathe-d person in the entire world, there's still always your family to fall back on. For my case, i just somewhat feel that, yeah at times i fight with N, at times, S bugs me with endless questions from school, and well, D whom i try to hard to motivate but fail like 8/10 times. But still, I know despite everything, deep down, i know that my family will be there for me. I guess, there will always be that free private good of love supplied at home. But i guess, the one person which ive got to ought to thank is my mama. Something of the things that im gonna miss most from her when i grow up and upp-er, i guess, is her naggings and dinner(particulary soup). haha.
Somehow, back from the exhausting day today, i'm so lucky to get another round of mama's soup. There's a saying that goes: "A man goes home everyday, just to look forward to drinking his wife's soup." Im not saying that im a man or whatsoever, but, I guess, whenever mum cooks her soup, i'll most definitely be looking forth to that meal. Everytime when its warm, and you just drink from that bowl, you feel the cosiness from the warmth going down your oesophagus into your tummy. Like somehow you feel that the patience, love and everything that has been taken to cook that bowl of soup. Everytime after i drink her soup-s, its always a sense of rejuvenation thereafter. Like, even though it lasts for an extremely short while, at times long. I just feel so so so happy whenever soup is being made. Its like, a taste from heaven. And like, this taste, is so much better than the soups that you can find at any restaurants. Its like, just a feeling which is so indescribable. A feeling of love, a feeling of, how should i say, reassurance. I dont know how I should describe it, really. its just, so so relieving and comfortable after that bowl.
So, I guess, through the year, im gonna learn how to make soup. Like nice-drinkable-warm ones, and like gonna cook it for people should they ever need. Omg, soup soup soup(:. Soup is love <3. haha. and also, like, other than soup, im gonna learn how to make baked rice. yes, i will i will. hahaha, but before all these leisure activities, I guess its time to go off in this tired state of mind, to embarking on organic chem.
going off-
-jErM
