Today, quite surreal. Feelings. More towards the negative side..
Maybe its the time of the month.
But, i'm feeling a little different.


However, I'm still thankful for everything.
Still love you.

Mother

Lately, the weather has been amazing. Its perfect for a sleep-in day.

Wait, before its too late, Happy Merry Little Christmas to those who celebrate it. :)

So today Mother is not feeling well, you know, the back-ache, body-ache, etc etc. Hm, she's been nagging and groaning in pain. However, neither did all of us know, early in the morning after the morning prayer, she washed up and started her day while us still happily snugged under the big warm blanket. She rushed to the city market to get all the wet ingredients and planned in her head about the menu, lunch and dinner.

So long story short, I went down to the kitchen and helped out with the chores and all.

Mother, in pain, sighing. Saying that she wanted to cook fish curry for dinner, thus, asked me to prepare the ingredients. Me, on the other hand, nagged at her, as seeing her in pain kills me a little inside. She refused to listen, and started cooking..

I stayed around and helped her out. Thinking.

Why? Why? Why is this creature named - Mother - is able to do this while feeling uncomfortable at the same time. Why?

Then, by the time she finished cooking, the smell of the dish is amazing, it is warm, it is fuzzy, it is my mother's cooking.

She simply said, " I love my family, that is why even though I'm feeling unwell, i still want to cook for my family.''

She's like no other, she is my mother.

Love always,

-z-

My Comfort Food...For Now

Um, this 'chocolate fondant' is just so scrumptious I could faint. When its cut into half,the chocolate would just ooze out from the cake. Imagine, a hot liquidy sexy choc oozing out from that perfect little cupcake. And the side vanilla ice-cream. The love letter biscuit.. YUMM!

My tummy is growling now. Sigh.

It is just a perfect comfort food, my perfect kind of comfort food. The type of food you would want when you are having your PMS. Had a bad sad day. Fight with your loved one,or not.
And the best, a rainy sunday afternoon. Imagine this, dressing in your most comfy home-cloth, sitting at the window and watching the rain drizzle down from the dark blue skies with the fondant in your mouth.. Ahh.. Or just snuggling with the loved one in front of the television eating that precious chocky watching your favourite movie. Umm..
Paradise-

Uh Oh!

I've been meaning to write for the passed few days. But lately, with the cough and cold makes me a little down and moody. I don't know.
And oh yeah, PMS is really treating me baaad i tell you. ;'|

Other than I don't have much to tell, really, I still feel the urge to somehow express out what have been going on that makes me wanna write. So bad.

But... ...

Will thy feel annoyed? Am I asking too much?

It's raining outside tonight.

& it has been quite a while since I jotted something on this page. So HELLO.
Plainly and mostly because that me-busy, the internet line went cuckoo, and just simply don't feel like it. .

I'm feeling tad bit out of place. I mean.. Life's ok, well of course there are some unexpected/expected things happened.. And there goes me,feeling like a piece of crap throughout the whole week. And then, what I need the most is just some attention for me.. I want to feel loved,cared, and all the warm-cloud 9-feelings just for a moment..

I am not an anti-social kinda person, but most of my close/best friends are few thousands miles away from me, different time zone, different weather, thus, its really difficult for me to keep up with them at the right time.. Imagine this ; I'm all washed up and rolled in my PJ, getting cozy and comfy in my bed, all of a sudden, my BB rang, a friend from the-far-away place asking how am I doing, and just a few chats I've already yawned couple times.. & vice versa. So, do you see the point? It difficult to keep up.
So I need to wait for each of them to come back and then we can talk like there's no tomorrow.. :/

Back to my point, what I was saying is.. Sometimes I feel like no one cares, but the truth is, plenty of them care.. I know. My family, my loved one, my friends. I know sometimes it may be too much to ask for, but that's what and how I felt at that very moment.. I, sometimes, am irritated at myself, too, for being that way, childish!
Why?
Why am I asking all this?
I am just a human with feelings.
Am I asking too much?
Will they be irritated or annoyed?

Sorry if I annoyed you.
I love you still.
And sorry if I'm asking too much.

So let's call it a night.

Love,
-Z-
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