liverpool 1 chelsea 4 (lampard 27 pen, duff 43, cole 63, geremi 83)
my mother is a good mother. i came back with my two brothers from dinner at NYDC to see her cleaning all the toilets and the kitchen sinks. i was quite tired, but i asked her if i could help. she said no, i've had a long day, i should go and watch "Everybody loves Raymond," "Becker," Married to the Kellys, etc etc. Basically she did everything by herself. I am not a good son. I do want to help her although just watching her do the housework makes me feel tired. I told her that if I do help her I don't have to go to the gym, but she keeps telling me to go and rest. that's how good a mum she is. also she purposely chose the day when i came back late (and she doesn't need to cook) to do all these things. so I got her to promise not to wash my clothes for me tomorrow, i'll come back and do it. i suppose that's the least i can do. i realise that she gets joy out of doing those mundane housework again and again, which brings no reward, comes to no end, and is often taken for granted. she is probably less joyful if I help her, cos she gets worried that i'll be tired. and i'm not really 1 for doing housework. when i hang the clothes i'm quite eager to quickly get it over and done with. and when i wash dishes i usually try to minimise the dishes used during cooking and eating so i dun have to wash so much, whereas my mum will use a fresh spoon for everything. can i be blamed? Hanging clothes out to dry isn't exactly the same as watching chelsea thrash manchester united 5-0. and i gave up doing ironing after my father showed me that it's a hobby for him, not a chore. anyway, I had a long day! 2 months ago it was storytelling national education at a hotel, this time it's a MOE national education seminar (ie, a seminar to help teachers be effective in communicating national education) at a country club. if u're wondering wat dat means, it means dat the seminar was held in the grand ballroom (where the air-con is London weather at the moment), breakfast is meegoreng and soon kueh (with extra chilli), lunch with a buffet spread of rice, beancurd, fish, chicken, vegetables, nonya kueh, sichuan soup, coleslaw, there's a free shuttle bus to the MRT station, my travel to the country club and from home is reimbursable, and i get to listen to talks on national education! Congrats to my long day, which finished off with dinner with my brothers at NYDC. I told them about interpersonal skills, their importance in life and success, and my lack of them (which my brothers must learn to be better than me at). Interpersonal skills and entrepreneurship are key to success, not grades. It doesn't matter if ur grades are not good, and it doesn't mean much if ur grades are good, cos when u go out to work, it's ur interpersonal skills, ability to learn on the job quick, entrepreneurship (doing conscription in _____Office), and ability to accept failure. I hope it registered, cos carl's junior and NYDC burnt a hole in my pocket, and on top of it all, I postponed my guitar practice with the T2T guys to catch up with friends and we ended up watching Exorcism of Emily Rose. My first horror movie. It wasn't exactly a horror movie, but luckily it wasn't, cos if it had been something like The Ring I wouldn't be typing this. It was a good movie. It explores concepts like justice, morality, science, superstition, religion, choice, psychology, ambition and reputation. and Laura Linney is really good. a completely different character from the 1 she created in Love Actually. but was I supposed to watch it? Movies cost $2.50 more on weekends, and I was supposed to teach the guys Amazing Grace. now i've postponed it to next week, but i still feel a bit bad about it. I was a bit worried about the guys taking me for granted. But if I'd taught them, I'd have obeyed God, and it wouldn't have cost me a cent!