I'm sure my parents enjoy their break away from us as much as we enjoy their short absence. It's not that I feel liberated to do extreme things - it's more the freedom to do things as and when I feel like.
I can eat, sleep, bathe, return home at my own sweet time without incessant nags/advice/warnings/ comments. Silence is good for the soul. Unfortunately few people share that view.
My bro and I got on swimmingly by minding our own business. We talked when we felt like, split the chores (he boiled water and fed the fishes; I did the laundry and watered the plants) and agreed on meals in minutes.
Saturday - cai fan for lunch. Rojak of snacks from the Pasar Malam for dinner. We shared: fishballs, Chinese sausage, roti john, tutu kueh, muah chee and breaded prawn balls.
The Pasar Malam is a much awaited event in our quiet neighbourhood. Every night at 7.30 - 8.30, I'll see streams of people leaving their flats. It looks so much like an orderly evacuation that I can't help grinning. Food aside, it's nice mingling with our neighbours. I spotted and hello-ed an assortment of tuition kids (terrors in class and amusingly shy outside).
Sunday - cai fan for lunch. We have a little tradition of calling in pizza for dinner but I decided on the healthier alternative of hor fun. My bro asked plaintively: "when will we have the chance to order pizza then?" "When they go for another of their HK trips lah, you know they will." I replied.
Work productivity has dipped to an all time low. I took 1 week to finish a 2000 word essay. Appalling! To sweeten the pain of writing, I was continuously stuffing my face with Ferraro Rocher chocs and fresh nougat (you'll never want to touch those pre-packed ones again!) over the weekend. Arrgh.
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One week for a 2000 word essay is pretty decent actually. And tsk tsk on the snacking.
yeah I know! I have a paper due every week. Pls choose ur modules carefully next yr!
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