aiya, past 2 days, thought that the soup that was cooked for the children, still got a lot, asked sopia to cook some simple dishes, cook more rice and we just go down to buy 1 or 2 dish to add to dinner, simple dinner will do.

mil today went market and bought food to cook. that is not the point. go market to specially cook dinner, 1) waste money 2) waste energy to think what to buy what to cook 3) interferes with the evening routine

i speechless, i dunno how to say. i know that mil is not happy that i bought food and instructed sopia to cook lunch and dinner for the children. she said that sopia only cook the food i buy, the food she bought, sopia never cook. so i asked her, dun buy, i'll buy. i know the children are tired of eating porridge all the time for lunch, so bought some food so that sopia can cook a variety of food for them to eat. and it's not very good to have them keep eating outside food for dinner, no sense of nutrition. at least home cooked food for them is better in terms of nutrition.

anyway, after a long break, of about a month, (been busy for the month of April), today i finally pushed myself to workout at the gym. Tend to get lazy after a long break, i had wanted to go last week, beginning of May, but i keep pushing it away. today, finally, set my mind to go.... maybe i'm meeting my 3 chio best friends for a game of mahjong on the eve of public holiday, so cannot be fat fat, must at least keep up with them. so vain, hor?

anyway, i thought i would die working out today after a long break or at least i have to start from zero again. pleasantly surprising, i know my stamina is not there, but could still do the sets without dying. if not for a half naked man who joined in, i would have continued with more sets. but he was polite enough to put on his shirt after he saw me around the vicinity of the equipment.

i was still feeling quite fresh after the workout, but now, i'm damn tired, my leg muscle is starting to ache. feel like sleeping, but i planned to finish some marking tonight before i start on the killer, 7 classes of essays!!!!!! i can't imagine how i'm going to survive that.