sunday mornings
sunday's a day to relax, a day to rot. a day to enjoy, a day to fart. a day to read, a day to watch tv. a day where even sg's government grants an unofficial holiday. sunday.-
i really appreciate sundays now. i think my dad finally got sth correct, sun's a family day. but my mom bent that rule and let us go against it. now i understand why he did that.
everyday's a busy day, no point elaborating on e usual stuff.
ytd at 3, three a.m., we were having our breakfast with eggs and toast over at e new coffeeshop in smb, went to meet raymond up. over at one side he was having his breakfast and chatting away with his dad too. then huijun was like saying, does raymond have to much to say to his dad? and yes, as usual bobby was mocking and mocking again. the point is, cos everyone of us, seeing our parents or family members everyday, we take this for granted. we'll go like "hi mum/dad." "morn mum, morn dad," or "oh, you're back."
nothing much to speak about.
i dont know for e majority people. but few my christian friends, cos they have a strong bonding with their religion, they do communicate in a more caring way, and hold hour long (okay, this is exaggerating) conversations, just with their parents.
for me, i dont think it its hard for us to talk to parents. my mum always goes on and on to my relatives how much she treats me like a friend. but hey, e respect part is still there. yes we do talk, although she naps halfway through them. or she'll be doing her stuff on e com. or listening to my *cough* older sis more than me (its a girl thing, again).
but then again, even as a career-minded woman like her, she loves us children more anything else. and that's why i love her so much more =)
and before i end my once-in-a-bluemoon oh-another-super-boring speeches and chants. just to say, i talk to my dad too... about soccer. heh!
