It's MY story, and it's nothing like yours.

For the past few days...

I always look forward to the Sunday's Straits Times. One thick stack of Life! which always proves to be a good read, and this section called Gen Y (or is it Gen X or sth else?) in the main paper. 2 interesting topics last week, one on whether teachers should blog and the other on teenagers having multiple sex partners way before the legal age. Really shocked to learn that some have been living in this other secret life for years now, i.e. since they were 12? Unprotected sex! I just can't put my finger to that!....

Anw, went out with my parents for lunch, and later proceeded to Bugis Junction. Mum haven't stepped foot into that place for the longest time, and was wow-ed by the many many shops she saw there. Dumbfounded. Worst, we crossed the road to Bugis Street, which was just packed with people, lians, bengs and all. Had super sweet and yucky dessert there. Terribly high intake of sugar content in that bowl of Ice Kachang. Vowed never to buy anything from that hawker ever again.

Yesterday, went to the temples to pray to my ancestors. My first, cos' previously, at this time of the year, I'd be at school, a perfect excuse why I wouldn't need to accompany family to go ancestor-worshipping.

Yet, I was very interested in what was going around me yesterday at the temple. For the first time in so many years, I finally got to see how my grandparents' parents looked like. (by the photos on their urns of cos')

All in all, a fruitful day of worshipping yesterday. Will be going someplace else on Friday I think.

Afterwhich we made our way to Hg Point for lunch. Still the same old boring place, which explains why I haven't been there in a good thousand years, except that they'd renovated the food centre, which now offers a wide variety of fairly consumable food. Not too bad, not too bad...

Saw my alma mater's principal with the DM there. Guessed that they were there looking out for loitering students in the mall on the pretext of having lunch. Remembered how we always feared running into teachers at malls after school. Not-so-nice memories, shan't harp on it.

Came back and tried to help cook dinner. When I say "cook dinner", it means only to cut and chop some stuff. Apparently, they found me more to be a nuisance than a help, and my presence could only mean that we'd only have dinner in the wee hours of the night. So they chased me out of the kitchen after seeing how long I took to dice that piece of meat. "Hey, that piece was darn hard ok? And the knife probably wasn't sharp enough..." =x Whatever, they decided I'm better off vacuuming instead.

Did just that, and wasted the remaining hours of the day telev-ing.

I'm beginning to think I really might just remain a spinster. See...I can't cook, I'm VERY messy, I can sew (but it's really slipshod), I can't multi-task well (like what all mums do). -sigh- ohoh, and I'm such a tv-addict.

posted by yz @ 11:29 PM