:)

I almost forgot how it feels like to come home and the dinner is prepared on the table. Every spoon I have, I jumped up and down happily like a little girl being pampered with an ice-cream. It feels absofuckinglutely NICE and DELICIOUS, especially when my mom cooked my all time favourite PETAI. I snapped a photo of it and uploaded into facebook and many people liked and commented; and I told her each and every of them. She smiled until cannot see eyes. Ma, please don't go back. I'll miss you. :(

p/s: just as I clicked "publish" button, she asked why I didn't snap her cooking and upload it into FB. hahahhaha