I had wantan mee for my breakfast. My favourite noodle of all time. I will never get bored eating it. After the lovely breakfast with my mom and dad, they drove me to uni. They dropped me at my room then drive me to class before they left.
At 6.00p.m. I went back to my room and I saw all the things that my mom brought for me on Saturday. I had no time to arrange all my stuff on that day as I was rushing through my breakfast and we had to go to fetch my dearest sister from the airport.
When I was tidying up all the things that my mom brought for me. I felt something in my heart. My mom had been busy buying stuff for me for the past two weeks. Her love touched my heart again. She always love my sisters and I so much. But love is so abstract and of course I know parents always love their children. But what is the feeling of love. My mom work round the clock just to prepare this and that for us. When I was at home, I just know that doing work is tiring that is all. But now staying so far away from home, I know that behind all the hard work there is love.
Thank You mom!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
wantan mee - ended my lovely weekend
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your mum will be proud of you!!!
Kudos~
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