Sunday, February 12, 2006


haha hellos everyone! here I am! hahaha, they like the food! dad almost finish the mini hot dog buns. yups! and bro thinks the chicken is "not bad". But I do wonder why he likes such salty chicken. I added to much salt. haha, but neverminds. He might be just trying to make me happy. Happily eating away. haha. yay.

I forced my family to come home to have dinner. How hard is it to have dinner together! (It's not meant to sound auntie-ish! oh no!!!! I'll be left on the shelf. )

Something that makes me happy is when everyone can naturally come and eat together. It's a simple wish in my heart. Just come together, everyone's not too busy from their respective work. (eg. big sis not caught up with too much pressure from teaching, dad gets to eat spicy hot stuff with his piping hot soup, mum eats more, brother eats slowly, second sis and me laugh more?) a wish....to spend some comfortable, happy, nicee, pleasant time together. I dunoo.

I realise I really like cooking chicken. I can't fry anything. I like the oven too. easy and quick! I like being in the kitchen more and more. The only machine I have not yet touched in the kitchen is....the washing machine. well.......yup, the washing machine is placed together to make friends with the cold fridge, (to warm it with the friendship? ooops. ok ok. I'm trying to make a joke.) Does your mum place the washing machine in the kitchen?

Talking about mums, my mum is superb. She can come home from work, but still wash clothes. And because I love bathing, I showered three times today. And contributed to the moutain of clothes. Whoops. The point is my mum does not complain. She will do it.

I can't do any housework if I'm back from work. I think I will die. Been telling mum, every work he gives me makes me stressed. I'm stressed. hahah who's not anyway. WHAT WOULD JESUS DO?

A friend and I were deciding between the activities we can choose from after church service tomorrow. We have a few activites in mind, she shared we probably should do things we want to do. I do not even know what I want to do. For a while, I wish I can appreciate little moments with God more. I should. little moments. Just this moment, the wind's blowing. It's a cold nice night. I wish they are cheered up. I wish they learn something. I wish they are protected. I wish they are loved. I wish I dun tear. I wish they are not sad. I wish I can be glorifying God. I wish I learn to love God more. I wish they'll have the greatest gift. I wish I erase the distance in the presence. I wish I know what Jesus would do, and I can do it. I wish I know what to say.

But before I sink too much into emotions, I need to get to work.


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