just minishorts.

Just in case someone wants to know what I did today.

Woke up around 8.30 a.m. Drove to the family temple up in Klang. Was there for a few hours. Naturally, Mum and me had some Mother-Daughter time. We talked a lot, along the way, at the temple, on the way back, over lunch. Little recounts of experiences gained over the past ten months spilled over, and we laughed over little idiosyncrasies.

'So you still want this?'
'I'll see.'
'Broken china have cracks that can't be mended.'
'Unmended cracks sometimes add value to the china. Especially if its precious enough.'
'It's up to you lor.'

My conversations with my mother are usually private, I don't share them in public, and where areas are damning to the party spoken off, I keep them to myself, and ensure that that person never hears of it. I'm not really a nice person to be around with, because my mouth's quite mechanical—I hardly think before I talk. But many broken hopes have led me to know that the world's in love with beautiful things, and people being humans, love to hear nice things about themselves. So I try to feed them with such things, much more the people I love, I keep telling them the reasons why I'm in love with them.

We reached home at 2.30, and I slept. Mum's gone out for her dancing lessons. I was supposed to have lessons at 5.30… that's an hour to go. But I guess, those lessons are stopped, for good.

Right now, its about 4.30 p.m., and here I am.