A post during boring nite shift

Boring night shift...fed myself with not-so-nice but warm MC D chicken porridge as light dinner as i gotta work til 9pm...how i wish there's a chinese porridge stall nearby the work place...so i can have it every nite...
Fell in love with this bread lately. It has a cute name called "Egg White Angel" hehehehe...yeah made from pure egg white only....like sponge cake light bread with a lil sweetness, Nice! I believe im not the only fan of it as 4 out of 5 days i head to the bakery for the it its sold off...but now i get to "reserve" the breads as i was given the contact number of the bakery and the worker kakak there to check it out before i head there. Heheh. Bought extra today as i would like mom to try it out.

Talk about Mrs Choong. Lately she'd made us all worried as she'd just discovered she has high blood pressure. Feels ill when it strikes...now onwards have to be strict on food intakes and lifestyle...lately whenever there's prawns, egg yolk, fat meats (well all these used to be our usual meals) i'll warn her not to take...so far she's been good, we've been having lotsa veggies during our dinners~ she's not just worrying that she'll feel ill when the high blood pressure strikes...also worried that she might not be able to work to sustain the family financial when she's ill...Mom i really salute you. I might not be the one who can solve all your problems but i will try to minimize your pressure. The father plays an important role too. When daughter is ill, need to take care...when wife is ill, need to take care...you know everytime i 'shang xiang' to the Choong family nenek moyang i'd always pray..."please bring good health to the family and wish everything goes well, family members all safe and sound"...im not asking for wealth or strikes TOTO/MAGNUM4D/whatesover but good health for the family please. I just wish everyone stayes well.

Mrs Choong is tougher than her little daughter for sure...or shall i say life experiences made oneself tougher and im not enough of it yet. She had a cut on her finger last nite but she take it as nothing...wipe wipe, squeeze zqueeze out the blood and just let it be. The daughter gets nausea when there's finger cuts...even a tiny one (bloody hell i really dont know why)...Damn you should really start to grow up Ms Christine. Noted? Yeah.

p/s: i looked back into the "me" 10 years ago, find that im tougher now. I hope to look back again into myself 10 years later and proudly found out that im then much tougher than i am now. God Bless.