bruised.. swollen.. and some motherly love..

friday..

both your egos got bruised..

and you guys had to eat that humble pie..

thank mum for her kindness..

it's her strength.. and weakness..

dad's the shrewd one.. but he's kind too..

kind enough to fetch both your stinkin' asses..

stop blamin' others for your misery..

you guys made bad decisions with your life priorities..

and dad tried to warn you..

but you couldn't accept the fact..

cos you guys think you were smart enough..

well reality check guys.. you are not..

cos of that you guys left home in the first place..

and were at loggerheads with him..

despite all your shortcomings..

he didn't throw you out of the house.. he'd never do that..

you guys chose to leave..

and now when you are in dire straits..

you troubled mom and dad to drive..

drive all the way there to get you vagabonds..

and they didn't even get a thank you for their efforts..

well all i've got to say about that is..

fuck you and your egos..

well it's a holiday weekend..

and i really wanted to get out of the house..

on sat.. had a great soccer session at fico with the suntec guys around noon..

there was one point of time while playin' for the ball..

i landed hard on my right ankle instead..

the impact resulted in a stingin' pain..

but funny.. i was still able to continue play.. run.. kick.. shoot..

the after-effects only occured only later.. on the way back home..

i couldn't walk properly at all..

i thought i walked slower that a blind turtle..

my right ankle was also beginnin' to swell..

crap.. and i was goin' out later in the evenin'..

i got brother to massage it for a while..

he applied ointment on my ankle..

i could see the swell gettin' worse..

i needed to rest but had plans..

so road to recovery had to wait..

initial plan was to meet naz and his friends..

but then an old friend called..

sam called and wanted to meet..

sam.. a friend.. a brother.. for fifteen years..

we were sec classmates for two years..

went to the same pre-u together..

and were enlisted in the same police squad.. how about that..

and fittin' i was his best man when he tied the knot in '03..

6 years later.. we still keep in contact.. and close as ever..

it's a rare feat to meet him nowadays..

being a father of 3 kids and all..

so i cancelled my plan with naz unfortunately..

sorry bro.. luckily he was cool with it..

so me and sam chilled.. went to bugis junction..

caught capt kirk.. comdr spock.. and u.s.s enterprise there..

no disrespect to wolverine.. but this shit is cool too..

or i thought it to be a bit cooler..

and mind you while we were walkin' around..

the pain on my right ankle persisted..

thank goodness sam drove..

slapped the ankle with ice when i got home..

sunday was special too..
it was fifi's birthday and mother's day..

went to greenridge for a family lunch..

another rare opportunity nowadays..

so grab it when the chance is there

then later bought for mum a bonia wallet case at lot1..

her all time favourite mother-type brand..

which mom (or dad) doesn't love their children?..

well i know mine does..

so happy.. lucky.. thankful that she's alive and well..

soft-hearted.. kind.. lovin'.. naive..

and still can be unappreciated by some ingrates..

pfft.. dad's lovin' too..

but then i always thought..

nothing could beat a mother's love..