i woke up this morning, only to feel rather entu in doing housework.
surprising ar?
lol
i smsed my mom immediately to ask her if there were any chores for me.
XD

wah...
to my horror, i got to wash clothes!
wtf!
nv in my lifetime i did it k...
and with that, my virgin-experience-on-washing-clothes was gone.. lol

oh well, i learnt something though...
washing clothes is hardwork.
to all mothers, especially those who are working and are doing household chores and have to rush home to cook for their family immediately after work, I SALUTE YOU!
anw, i dun think there's any mother who will come view my blog...lmao.

i vacuumed the whole house, did some reports on behalf of my mom, washed and iron clothings...

began to understand how my mom feels each and every day... its tough.. not easy.
needless to say, i feel sorry for her. i wanna be a filial son.. but i just cant do it.. each and everytime, i would play games rather than helping her out.
i feel guilty and horrible. i hate myself for not being understanding and sensible enough.
and to my dad, who is always working his head off, always had to tolerate his colleagues' bullshit. when he gets home, i could see his eyes saying "i wish i could stop working... but can i?" and the thought would disappear at once when he saw us- his wife and sons...
adding to all that nonsense he encountered at work, there were things that made him upset.
firstly, its my brother: he is always playing cabal, which i feel is a waste of time... but in my case, i do play audition too, which is also a waste of time come to think of it. so what do i get after playing? higher electrical bills? satisfaction? alright.. i've got no aims for now.. but my bro? since how many months ago he had been playing cabal everynight.. the computer running through days and nights.. is it meaningful?

now, its me: everynight, my dad would come to bed and wish to chat with me. i NOE, that he wants me to noe that he loves me.. he was afraid that our kinship would be less stong because of the time he spent at work. however, i would try to push him away or ask him to go to sleep instead... WHAT KIND OF SON AM I?! i feel sorry for my parents... most of all, i feel sorry for myself.. for being such a lan jiao son.

i would try my best to be a better son... how? constant efforts will do the job i guess? =)

OH YES! i got exercise! XD
was jumping around my room half naked with the music blasting...XD
perspire loads.. =D
ps: techno music really works it well!