Sunday, November 18, 2007
So yeah I've thought about this on Sunday and my brain can't stop harrasing me till I blog this off.
Can you imagine how good it is to wake up at 7.30am on a Sunday?
(are you kidding? anyone would kill for some extra sleep in!) But yeh it actually feels good... My Sundays were usually the earliest at 8-ish to 9, but thats because Sundays are usually the stay and enjoy home days, haha. I swapped it with Saturday this time.
Some time spent browsing mag while devouring my Sausage McMuffin, hmmm even that hunky lad from the gym don't come close. (actually he aint that hunky.. just that he looks boyishly charming, but a tad bit too old-fashioned-chinese-look; not my type)
A decent looking car pulled up and a late twenties to early thirties man stepped out (well he looked that age, unless he has been downing collagen pills then different story). And then his dad... a really old "ah pak" with a walking stick. My first thought? Wow, so fillial!! Taking his old man for breakfast on a weekend (instead of a woman he shags.. yeah I know I'm mean)
Anyway, that a very soothing sight.. you know, accompanying your parent/s. And I started to think, does this still happen alot here nowadays? Certainly not so in the West, but its also slowing fading away here...
I myself have always have meals with my momma at least a few times a month and feel pretty normal. But seeing another doing is feels a lil weird.. hehe.
So just a thought.. nice to know there are ppl out there who cares about their parents instead of chucking them into homes... But hell, I might end up in one hey? Since I don't fancy having kids.... bloody hell.
