Fridays like saturdays, hard to resist.

Since I return to SG, I cant help feeling homey. My weekends are mostly spent staying in, working on journals or ideas; if not catching up on dramas. Dare not go shopping at all.
Mom told me to spend wisely because pop isnt earning as much as before already. Mom she wants to eat durain puff but find it too expensive (point: save money). And then i saw this lady eating sushi, I suddenly want sushi badly. So i told her " eh we u turn back to buy sushiii k", and she said yes without much hestitate but joking reminded me of saving. (because she cooked dinner so buying finger food = wasteful).

Mothers, how can anyone deny them of being unselfish. Sometimes I cant help but wonder, why are people wasting their time getting wasted at clubs and puking gastric juice? Is it really cool to reek of alcohol all over?

Once told that I am a mountain tortoise. I guess I am. Time cannot be recycle, I want to talk to my Mom non stop. I have so much to confide but she wont understand. I wish she knew how much respect and love I have for her.

Eh, I am suppose to whine about my wasted weekend and not lecture on mother love. wtf.