Journaling seems to be like what an egg, or mushroom (must be a nice mushroom, mind you), does to a meal. Eggs, or mushroom for any matter, cleans the entire palate. I don’t know if it’s the right description, but I always like to finish my meal with the egg which I saved for last. Journaling the day’s event is just like that too. Gives you the feeling that your day is about to end. Not in the literal meaning of course, since it’s already 3 in the morning. So technically speaking, my day ended 3 hours ago and the day which I am speaking of has just started.

Actually I had my day all planned out. Tuesday is my only rest day of the week so it requires detailed planning so I wouldn’t let my only rest day go to waste. I was to go for piano lesson at 10 in the morning, then I’ll go visit 大伯 and 大伯母. Mummy wanted me to bring some korean vcds which she promised them. I figured out I didn’t want to strain my shoulder so I brought the thinnest vcd box. the others were huge! During piano lesson, Ju called and told me the VS stuff arrived! So I thought I would go over to Hougang to visit and collect my cardigan from her. After my lesson, I called Fel to ask for directions to Hougang and found out there was a straight bus to Hougang. Great! Unfortunately, all my lovely plans were dashed when 大伯 told me they were going to be out for the day. Since I had time to kill, I decided to visit grandma.

Bought her 鱼片汤, 豆花, 洋糁水 and some vegetable buns, and walked in the hot sunshine all the way to the nursing home. Nevermind, Vitamin D. I realised maybe grandma doesn’t like fish soups anymore. I think everyone has been buying her that since the doctors told us to cut down on oily food otherwise it would clog her arteries and she’s getting tired of it. Moreover, she has a hard time chewing through the vegetables. She enjoyed the 豆花, though I regretted not telling the vendor to leave out the sugar syrup. I did want to tell him to leave it out, but I thought it would be very tasteless and I wanted her to eat something sweet instead of something tasteless which she gets fed everyday. I did tell him to put less sugar syrup though. Next time I’m going to tell him I want very. little. syrup.

Came home after visiting grandma, and slept for the entire day in hunger up till 8 pm.

Wanted to write about the time spent with grandma, but I guess I got carried away with the day’s events. I’ll leave that for another entry since it requires serious and deep thoughts.

Cleaning out my palate for the day.

Not very tasteful.